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    what love looks like

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham May 18, 2025

    We understand some words better when we tell stories. Here is my sermon for this week. ________________________ About fifteen years ago, when my parents were both still living, Ginger and I were in Texas seeing them as well as friends, which meant we did a good bit of driving. As we were going from Houston…

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  • we had hoped . . .
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    we had hoped . . .

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham May 12, 2025

    I veered from the lectionary this week to look at Jesus’ encounter with the two on the road to Emmaus, one of the stories I most love. ____________________________ One of my favorite things about reading scripture is coming across the gaps that remind us that we don’t have the whole story. We have talked about…

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  • hand of kindness
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    hand of kindness

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham May 4, 2025

    This is my sermon for this week, based on one of my favorite stories in the gospels, which I came to see in a new light based on the way life has been crashing down around here lately. It was a Communion Sunday for us, so my sermon led us into the meal. I hope…

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  • get out of the room
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    get out of the room

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham April 28, 2025

    My sermon this past Sunday had less to do with trying to explain Thomas and more to do with what lies beyond our fear. It’s a little site specific, since I was preaching before our congregation’s annual meeting, but I hope you find something here. __________________________ Over the past few months, I have become enamored…

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  • stone rollers
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    stone rollers

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham April 20, 2025

    My sermon for this morning. ________________________ No one remembered exactly what happened. They knew the tomb was empty when those who came to anoint the body got there—but the list of exactly who went to the tomb with Mary Magdelene differs from gospel to gospel, though all four make it clear that it was the…

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  • choosing life
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    choosing life

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham April 19, 2025June 4, 2026

    choosing life when we moved to Connecticut almost a decade ago I had an idea to plant a tree each year as a way to mark time and to leave something growing when we left and so I planted two peach trees over two summers today I cut them down not because they were dead…

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  • lenten journal: ice age
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    lenten journal: ice age

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham April 16, 2025

    ice age if you have to go out in winter ice is not your friend whether the white ridges or the translucent layer disguised as asphalt ice will take you down maybe that’s what they had in mind when it became the acronym for those who knock down doors and scour streets scraping people into…

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  • mirror image
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    mirror image

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham April 15, 2025June 4, 2026

    mirror image what is it about grief and loss that makes life feel as if the clouded glass through which we gaze carries the same caution as the passenger-side mirror: “objects may be closer than they appear” the old songs sing of crossing rivers and farther shores, of flying away like a bird freed from…

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  • living among the dead
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    living among the dead

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham April 13, 2025June 4, 2026

    living among the dead one church member stood during prayer time to mark five years since his wife died at coffee hour another said next Sunday will be two years since her husband died when I checked email I saw a request to help with a burial of who died last night and then at…

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  • holy weak
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    holy weak

    ByMilton Brasher-Cunningham April 12, 2025June 4, 2026

    holy weak 1. Jesus rode into town on a borrowed donkey not wanting to be king. we have a president who thinks he’s a king and is demanding a parade. one is not like the other. 2. to equate criticizing Netanyahu’s actions in Gaza with being antisemitic is the same as saying criticizing Trump for…

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