Conversion of Saul, Pietro Gargliardi, Acts 9:1-9
Acts 9:1 – 9
Meanwhile, Saul was still breathing out murderous threats against the Lord’s disciples. He went to the high priest and asked him for letters to the synagogues in Damascus, so that if he found any there who belonged to the Way, whether men or women, he might take them as prisoners to Jerusalem. As he neared Damascus on his journey, suddenly a light from heaven flashed around him. He fell to the ground and heard a voice say to him, “Saul, Saul, why do you persecute me?”
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Spring is planting season. Planting season, for new areas outside the established gardens, requires digging holes. This winter we cut some trees down along the driveway, to split for firewood. We wanted to replanted smaller fruit trees in their place. That required digging holes. Digging holes means digging up rocks. Continue reading
Martyrdom of St. Stephen, Pietro Gargliardi, Acts 7:54-8:1
Acts 7:54 – 8:1
When they heard this (Stephen’s speech to the Sanhedrin recorded in Acts 7:1 – 53), they were furious and gnashed their teeth at him. But Stephen, full of the Holy Spirit, looked up to heaven and saw the glory of god, and Jesus standing at the right hand of God. “Look,” he said ” I see heaven open and the Son of Man standing at the right hand of God.”
At this they covered their ears and, yelling at the top of their voices, they all rushed at him, dragged him out of the city and began to stone him. Meanwhile, the witnesses laid their clothes at the feet of a young man named Saul.
“Does race matter”, was a question I posed a year ago, when Arena Stage produced August Wilson’s play, King Hedly II. The director of that production, Timothy Douglas, returned to Arena Stage, with Disgraced, which asks the same question in a different format. For King Hedly II, the question referred to a play about an inner-city neighborhood in which African-American actors only made sense to cast. And, further, as an audience member, being white myself, would seeing the play with an African-American audience change my experience? For Disgraced, the racial identity of the characters is now Irish-American, Pakistani-American, African-American, and Jewish-American… or are they just Americans? What is more telling is that this play, presented in an obviously well-educated, liberal-leaning theatre, cuts through justification-by-race and ideology. In the end, we leave wondering whether we are all guilty and incapable of changing what our race is. Continue reading
As I have described in my series on Building A Roman Church, paintings of Christian history abound on the wall of churches. Many of these are scenes from the Stations of the Cross, or the name-sake of that church, or scenes from Old and New Testament passages. When we toured San Paolo Fuori le Mura (Saint Paul’s Outside the Walls), I noticed a series of frescoes along the upper regions of the nave, and around the transept. While I was unsure of all of the scenes, I suspected that they related to Paul in some way. Continue reading
Candidate Trump visited West Virginia yesterday. He told us Republican voters that the primary elections are over, he has won. West Virginia holds is primary election on Tuesday. Candidate Trump instructed West Virginia Republican voters to stay home and enjoy the day instead of voting. I guess that he has the same attitude toward the other states that vote in the next month. Continue reading
This has been an odd winter. We had 70F to 60F temperatures through Thanksgiving and Christmas. The almanack had predicted several major snow storms by then. Just a regular roll of rain storms every few days. Then January hit us with nearly three feet of snow in 36 hours. Then February brought ice storms. Then March had us back up into the 70F to 80F (hey, that’s MARCH). Yesterday, we hauled out the tomato cages, soaker hoses, and pained pathways for the garden. This morning, an inch of snow covers the mountains. Long-Johns or T-Shirts? Guess, I’ll vacuum the floors and catch up on ironing, next to the wood stove, for now.
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