Entries by Bernard Brandon Scott

Promiscuous Jesus

Promiscuous and Jesus are two words not normally associated. We might think of them as opposites. But I was recently reminded that they belong together. Following the publication of my blog “Burying my Son,” one part of which dealt with the offensive closed communion at the funeral mass, an old friend and Westar Fellow, himself [...]

Really Dead / Truly Alive

The bizarre phrase “dead in Christ” in 1 Thessalonians 4:16 has long fascinated me, but never more than in dealing with the recent death of my son. The phrase appears in 1 Thessalonians 4:13-18, the earliest extant discussion of death and resurrection in the New Testament. I have discussed this text at some length in [...]

Burying my son

Two days ago on Friday, August 24, 2018, my son, Jonathan Scott, was buried in New Orleans. Now on the third day I grieve by writing out my grief in reflections on that burial. My son was a gentle, joyful, intelligent person. He owned F&F Botanica and Spiritual Supply. He cared for many people and [...]

The Trouble with Faith

Faith is a problematic word, so problematic that at times I think we should abandon its use. It’s a weasel word, with so many and varied meanings that what it means often is difficult to know. Given the importance of faith in religious discourse, the varied meanings have significant implications and ramifications.