Tag: embodiment
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The Scandal of Christmas
Dec 25, 2025Luke 2:1-20 What if Christmas isn’t about escaping the world, but learning how to stay? This reflection explores a God who chooses fragile, finite flesh over power and prestige, and a peace that arrives not by force, but by presence. In a world marked by unpeace, Christmas invites us to remain and believe—with…
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A Meeting at the Margins
Nov 23, 2025Luke 23:33-43 In a world bent on seeing red, we’re invited to see the way God truly sees us — and I mean all of us — beloved and holy. On this Christ the King Sunday, true power is revealed not from a throne or a crown looking down, but from the cross. Here, Christ’s…
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Becoming God’s Home
May 25, 2025John 14:23-29 What if home isn’t a place, but a presence? John invites us to explore Jesus’ promise to make his dwelling within us — not in temples or buildings, but in bodies becoming courtyards of grace. Resurrection, it turns out, isn’t somewhere we go; it’s something that unfolds within time, space, in you and…
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Embodying Exodus
March 2, 2025Luke 9:28-36, (37-43a) The mystery of the Transfiguration has stooped theologians and biblical scholars alike with plenty of theories and theologies all around. But what if the Transfiguration wasn’t meant to be understood but something to be undergone? A shimmering of glory not just for Christ but for us?
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in something small
Salvation is not triumphant.Sometimes it is as subtle as the cleaners,the cooksand the kind people who take away our garbage. Sometimes it is as silent as a good night’s sleep,the gardener down the street,the podiatrist who cleans all kinds of feet. Sometimes it is as still as a windless day,a rock buried within clay,having nothing…
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Just one leper
Turn back.Remember your skinso soft and serenewas made cleanwhen you had faith that you were seenbeheld, beloved and believed in. Turn backRemember your heartwas made to sing like a larkto prostrate your lifeand all your deepest longingsin a lullabyfrom your lungs to where you lie. Turn backRemember your souland its songs of thanksgivingso sweet and…
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A Triumphal Ecstasy
Take off your cloaklay it downon this groundamidst the silent slumber of rocks all aroundcolour threaded into colourweaving warmth and wonder togetherso that sun might kiss your skinso that you might begin againto singto vibrate withinawakeningthe sleeping rocks to joyous clamoringof ecstasy and complete surrenderto beauty and even terror.
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These Boxes
When I was a child I was given boxes to grow intolike sinewon bone so my identity might takesome sort of shapein the chaos of society’s landscape. And as I grew these boxes defined mereminding mewho I was resigned to be.This helped a little so I might know how to cross the streetso I might…
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A Blessing for Your Soul
Do not look for marching bandsmomentous musicor the magnificent gestures from multi-millionaires this Christmas. Come, O come and look right herein the monotony of this momentin the silent music of the soul. O holy is this placethe simple act of sitting stillseeing the soul expandAmongst the stranger walking bythe startling blue and grey and black…
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Rest
All my life I have pushed myself to run faster, bike further, swim longer, hike higher. Maybe my body is catching up to me or maybe I am only just starting to hear her desire to walk, coast, float and rest. More and more my intentions for a run turns into a walk. It’s not…
by Rev Alisha 