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  • sonnet #19

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham February 28, 2011

    The lectionary is still camped out in the Sermon on the Mount. Today’s passage was Matthew 6:24-34, best known for Jesus saying we cannot serve two masters and that the lilies of the field know how to trust better than we do. Ginger and I had good discussions about how we were to read the…

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  • declaration of . . .

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham February 25, 2011

    we may hold these truthsto be self-evidentlife, liberty, andthe pursuitof happiness howevereven truths have their limitswhen we wrote those wordswe were young and isolatedand thinking mostlyof ourselvesnow, we are olderand establishedand powerful and somethinghas been lostin the translationof your criesfor freedom:our gas prices are going upalong with ourfear and anxietywe know you have sufferedbut the…

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  • let’s talk about it

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham February 24, 2011

    Whether it’s Gadhafi or Guantanamo, torture is wrong. Thanks to Amy Laura Hall to organizing an event that gets us talking about it out loud. Come to Durham and join the conversation, please. Peace,Milton

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  • february

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham February 22, 2011

    I am still unaccustomed to the spring sun shining down in February after so many years of snow on snow,nor have I grown to graspwhat is already growingin our yard: gentle shootsof promise, tree buds oftenacity, but I do know enough to dig and clear,to rake and remulch,to prune and prepare . . .and then…

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  • sunday sonnet #18

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham February 21, 2011

    I preached this morning, using part of the same passage Ginger preached from last week. (The sermon is in the previous post.) A sermon and a sonnet in the same day is hard work. We read the same passage in church todayas last week — about loving enemies and turning cheeks when violence aims our…

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  • what love looks like

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham February 20, 2011

    “What Love Looks Like”Matthew 5:38-48A Sermon for Pilgrim United Church of Christby Milton Brasher-CunninghamFebruary 20, 2011 In these weeks leading up to Lent, we have been traveling through the Sermon on the Mount, as it has been called down through Christian history. Early in Jesus’ ministry, it seems, he stood in front of a large…

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  • allergies

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham February 18, 2011

    “Where do allergies go when it’s after the show and they want to find something to eat?” — Paul Simon, “Allergies” allergies as best I understandthe reason my eyesare red and puffyand my nose stuffyis my body is tryingto protect me frombad things in the aira knee-jerk responseshutting down myair ways and blurringmy vision as…

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  • sunday sonnet #17

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham February 14, 2011

    The text today was Matthew 5:38-48; we also reread the beatitude, “Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called the children of God. “Peacemaking is rarely peaceful,” Ginger said, “logic, faith, and reason have to be invited into our hearts.” To live each day in faithfulness as I walk upon this sodMeans I must…

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  • love is the drum

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham February 8, 2011

    in the music of lifelove is the drumthe big bass drum thatresonates in your breast bonethrough every movement of griefthe tremulous tympanic tonesin the symphonies of sadnessthe steadying rhythm duringthe frantic choruses of fearthe hope of the high hatin the gentle jazz of joythe tender tap behindthe waltz of wonderin the music of lifelove is…

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  • sunday sonnet #16

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham February 7, 2011

    The blind man Bartimaeus, who sat begging at the gate,Knew Jesus soon was headed out of town,So he called out in hope that Jesus’ exodus could waitLong enough to shed some sight around. The disciples huffed a bit and told him to sit tight,But Bart kept on with what he had to tellTill he got…

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