Feast of the Conversion of St. Paul

For I want you to know, brothers and sisters, that the gospel that was proclaimed by me is not of human origin; for I did not receive it from a human source, nor was I taught it, but I received it through a revelation of Jesus Christ. On the first day of the new semester, … read more

Advent Meditation: Friday, December 25, 2020

: Psalm 97  •  Isaiah 62:6-12  •  Titus 3:4-7 • Luke 2:(1-7), 8-20 “And she gave birth to her firstborn son and wrapped him in bands of cloth, and laid him in a manger, because there was no place for them in the inn.” “The hopes and fears of all the years are met in […]

About What Is

The following is the final sermon delivered to the Class of 2020 by the Very Rev. Cynthia Briggs Kittredge at the Evening Worship Service the evening before commencement, May 19, 2020. Mark 10:35-45 But it is not so among you; but whoever wishes to become greatamong you must be your servant, and whoever wishes to […]

Advent Meditation: Wednesday, December 25, 2019

Psalm 72, 111, 113 •  2 Samuel 7:1-17  •  Luke 1:39-48a(48b-56) “And it came to pass in those days.” Here begins the first, and for a long time the only, passage of scripture I had ever known by heart, thanks to my starring role as narrator in the Christmas pageant as a child. On first […]

The Sparrow

“Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them will fall to the ground apart from your Father.” Of all the horrifying headlines this fall, there was one that caught my heart. I avoided the article for weeks, only glimpsing the compelling photograph. Then once I did read it, I couldn’t […]

The Roaring Lion

My sister Jennifer lived until recently in Poway, the suburb of San Diego where, this past sabbath, one person was killed, three were injured, and all were terrorized, when a 19-year-old fired at worshipers at the Chabad synagogue. Our friend, Doug, is a member of that congregation. The father of the shooter was my nephew’s […]

The Olfactory Sacrament

When I was very little, I used to visit my mother’s mother. And my mother’s mother’s mother lived upstairs. Her room was a mysterious place, alluring and a bit forbidding. She was in her mid-90s, of German descent, a faithful Lutheran, a holy woman. What I remember about going up to call on her in […]