We arrive today at the end of the long green season of Pentecost. For months we have walked with Jesus as he teaches, heals, welcomes, and challenges. We have followed him across Galilee, into the homes of friends and strangers, through arguments with religious leaders, and into moments of astonishing...

Imagine standing before the Temple—the pride of Jerusalem, the symbol of God’s presence, the center of worship, the beating heart of a people’s identity. It was dazzling. The marble gleamed in the sun. The air shimmered with incense and song. Pilgrims came from every corner of the empire to see...

I sing a song of the saints of God, patient and brave and true, who toiled and fought and lived and died for the Lord they loved and knew. And one was a doctor, and one was a queen, and one was a shepherdess on the green: they were all...

The parable of the self-righteous Pharisee and the repentant tax collector. At face value this is how we would tend to title and interpret the parable from our Gospel reading for this morning. Luke has told this parable in a way that encourages us to identify with the tax collector...

In the past few years, I’ve found myself frequently turning to the books of Amy-Jill Levine, a New Testament scholar and orthodox Jewish woman. Perhaps because she doesn’t carry the baggage of 2000 years of Christian tradition on her shoulders, I find that her scholarship often gives me new eyes...

Luke is a Gospel full of parables. The parable of the Good Samaritan and the parable of the Prodigal Son are perhaps the two best known of all his parables. And all of the parables in the Gospel of Luke share a common element. No matter the plot, all of...

Coming back from a four-month sabbatical to this Gospel passage from Luke for this morning is like trying to run a 5K after not running at all for four months. It was more than a little painful and I discovered that some of my sermon-writing muscles had grown a little...

There he was a man who could not walk surrounded by other people with various impairments, lying by the pool of Bethesda for thirty-eight years. Thirty-eight years. That is a really long time. Every day, he watched others enter the water, water that was believed to have healing power when...

I recently finished reading a book by a sociologist of religion, Rodney Stark, titled The Rise of Christianity: A Sociologist Reconsiders History. In this book, Stark seeks to answer the question: “How did a tiny obscure messianic movement from the edge of the Roman Empire dislodge classical paganism and become...