Amygdala – Linda Vogt Turner

Epiphany XV: Vinegar and Salt

A red-haired woman holding a small almond branch stands face to face with a Black man, surrounded by leafy fig trees, with a wooden cross between them.

Why is Jesus offered vinegar?

Mockery — or proposal?

Boaz once invited Ruth to dip her bread in vinegar.

At the Cross, that gesture repeats — in Jesus’ final single breath, a covenant is preserved.

Communion and the Heartbeat of the Gospel

Communion is not a funeral ritual. It is a wedding feast — where the Bride’s veil is lifted, the heartbeat of Christ is honoured, and life is renewed.

The Law Written on the Heart: The Amygdala Remembered

Mature Magdalene holding a letter at the Garden Tomb, glowing as the Heart of the Gospel.

Do you see the Cross as wood and nails? Or do you see what I see — the Magdalene’s heart and her heartfelt letters that turn bitter wine sweet?

Attending a little worship service yesterday at Bethany-Newton United Church in Surrey, I heard Luke’s rendition of John’s story—the one where Simon Peter casts his nets into the deep. Only this time, I heard it in a slower, more pondersome way. That word—pondersome—is rarely used today. But I’m using it on purpose. Because it isContinue reading “Simon in the Prince’s Garden”