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When Did We See You?

by Anne Kennedy | Nov 22, 2020 | Coronavirus, Corrupt Media, Daily Office, Eschatology, Jesus, The Gospel

Well, I shouldn’t have, but I couldn’t resist. Apparently, Mr. Cuomo is being given an award for his handling of the covid crisis here in New York—something having to do with movies or television or something. Can’t remember, nor was I curious enough to investigate...

The Sunday Next Before Advent

by Mark Marshall | Nov 21, 2020 | Advent, Church Year, Eschatology, History, Totalitarians

The Sunday Next Before Advent has long been one of my favorite Sundays of the church year. First, the name just sounds amusingly Anglican to me. That may say more about me than about the name, but anyway… Of slightly more importance, it heralds...

The Do-Nothing Bit is a Lie

by Anne Kennedy | Nov 15, 2020 | Anglicans, Coronavirus, Eschatology, Garden-Variety Malaise, Go to Church

Well, I managed to stay offline nearly all of yesterday, floating on a triumphant exultant glow of having procured nine whole dining room chairs for a total of 36 dollars (how many talents is that—so many) and strong-momming my children into moving a lot of furniture...

Till the Break of Day

by Anne Kennedy | Nov 8, 2020 | Biblical Illiteracy, Eschatology, Garden-Variety Malaise, Go to Church, Jesus

Apparently, Mr. Biden made a speech yesterday and in it quoted On Eagle’s Wings. I thought about going and trying to find it, but I have a policy of never listening to any speech any politician makes, and I don’t intend to begin now, even to hear something so...

A Great Throng

by Anne Kennedy | Nov 1, 2020 | Eschatology, Go to Church, Jesus, The Gospel

Last year for All Saints I put together a pretty great listicle, riffing off the one that Jesus puts together for his lovely Sermon on the Mount. I had been thinking lots about the word “blessing” or rather, hashtag blessed, and thought it was so funny of Jesus to do...

Heart-rendering

by Anne Kennedy | Oct 18, 2020 | Anglicans, Eschatology, Go to Church, Jesus

Early Friday morning my parents packed up their meager breakfast, their computers, their small bag of clothes, and checked out of the Candlewood Suites where they had slept that night, and went out to the big horrible overflow parking lot to climb into their Uhaul...