United Church of Christ

Devotionals by Mary Luti

Being tested turned Jesus tender. As we struggle every day, driven by fears, distracted by shiny objects, overcrowded with longings, doing the best we can, Jesus sympathizes.


No matter how much you know, or how often you wash, don’t you feel foreboding? So summon empathy from that quavering place where we all feel afraid and just be kind.


It’d be a good thing to adopt contrition as a way of life, not just an occasional response to a particular sin. The best heart to have would be an always contrite heart.


At the world’s table, the wealthy, the privileged, and the strong devour everyone’s share of life. At the Lord’s table, mutual deference is the sacrament’s outward sign.


Nobody preaches about Jesus belching. Which is a shame, and maybe a heresy in this world where getting your bodily needs fully met is a privilege reserved for the few.


Be grateful if you’ve been on the receiving end of selflessness, but don’t regard the service of others as their duty and your right.


I hope your eggnog hasn’t soured, that you haven’t recycled the tree and moved on to other things. I hope you’re still in Christmas. I hope Christmas is still in you.


In the realm of heavenly peace, angels wait for God’s signal to fly. Around fires in the hills, shepherds swap bawdy stories. In a nasty shed, Mary labors. It will come.


If you always insist on relieving others of the burden of you, how will they fulfill the law of Christ? If you never let anyone bear you, how will they bear witness to Love?


Sometimes I think Christian life consists not so much in right thinking and good deeds, but in a flustered objection to divine humility and a daily consent to the unthinkable.