The Tale of the Hollow King and the Three Wise Men (An imaginative telling of Daniel 3) Stuart Higginbotham There once was a king whose heart was hollow. He craved above all for it to be filled, but he could never say this, because the many scars he bore prevented him from being nimble and... Continue Reading →

In Him All Things Hold Together The Feast of the Baptism of Our Lord 2024 Stuart Higginbotham This particular Sunday, the Feast of the Baptism of Our Lord, will always be a “red letter day” for me, here with you at Grace. This week begins my eleventh year with you, which is hard to believe.... Continue Reading →

Now is the time Tell the king the fair-built house has fallen. The fountains now are silent. The voice is stilled. Echoes sound through the centuries. I peel a strip of bark from an ancient tree and feel the slick of the sap upon my skin. I write a short poem on a dry beech... Continue Reading →

Dionysus and Jesus Share a Glass of Wine Speak to me of wine on golden days, devotion flowing red and spilling down. The walls of once-strong temples crack and sway and well-worn prayers now rustle on the ground from ancient chants that danced in candlelight, with faces bright and eyes stretched wide to be Prepared,... Continue Reading →

In that still moment For those who dare to stand upon the shore and with enchanted eye behold the crash of waves upon the rocks, and yet still more can feel the pulse of time as it does pass with each and every turn of moon-lit tide that sends a silver light upon the face... Continue Reading →

Winter Solstice On the darkest day we pray your light come near and show us once again the grace to be awake with opened eyes, beholding here your face, the touch of your divinity. While some may think a holy life must strive to follow brittle standards, threadbare laws, the earth now tilts within creation’s... Continue Reading →

Stuart Higginbotham Sermon for October 22, 2023 Isaiah 45:1-7; Matthew 22:15-22 I would like to begin this morning with a poem I wrote this weekend, inspired by today’s reading from the Prophet Isaiah.  Treasures of Darkness (Isaiah 45:1-7) Whatever the soul is, it is thirsty. It craves water,  the hidden rivers within the earth, calling... Continue Reading →

If we could only see this God’s tears are clear and only when we look through them can we see clearly. As the Light passes through God’s own self, it is reflected onto the world around us, within us–there is only here, there is only together.  You and I stand side by side, dancing through... Continue Reading →