(This is an adaptation of the sermon for Good Friday held in the Kreuzkirche in Weimar, Germany, in 2020.) Grace to you and peace from God our Father and from Jesus Christ, God’s Son, the Crucified One. Allow me to invite you to take a deep breath. And, one more… …

My Words One of the greatest gifts given to me by my mother was a respect and love for words. Big words with so many syllables it rolls off the tongue like a beautiful centipede like ‘Antidisestablishmentarianism’. I would say it long before I could really grasp what it means…

If you are reading this here, you know what it feels like to stare at and enjoy the big icy pool that is this platform for words. I love the ripples and the lapping against the edges. I love the reflections and I love all the splashing of so many…