Sunday, November 26, 2006
I enjoyed Bobby's sermon on prayer. Jesus' example shows me that you don't really need God to intervene in the affairs of life if you have faith that He is here at all times and in all things. Still, when faced with life's most difficult events, I can't help but hope He changes things to my favor. I need to remember the prayer Jesus never said. If I do, I won't pray for 12 legions of angels, or even a winning lottery ticket, to bail me out of a jam. Instead, I shall be still and cede control over to God, instead of asking him to intercede.
Sunday, November 19, 2006
Woe be to thee, thou fundamentalists and worshippers of the Books of Daniel and Revelation! The End Times are here. Charlie has said the final word for your hopes and dreams of the extermination of life on earth. Since it hasn't happened in 2000 years, "It ain't gonna happen." And that is final, end of lecture, so let's get on with the Lord's work. The epitome of hope for the future is the Baptism of an infant as we saw today. We will, with God's help, guide this child to a life in Christ, with all it's promise for a future, rather than a misguided dream for the end of the world.
Friday, November 17, 2006
Sunday, November 12, 2006
Do any of you detect a trend in Mary Kat's sermons? It may be just the coincidence of the Lessons on any particular Sunday that she has to deal with the feminine side of the Bible. Two Lessons with widows! There is a connection with the Boy Scouts that she missed (she probably was not a Boy Scout). I enjoyed the Eagle Scout ceremony today. I am happy for Travis and Sandra and Tim. I wanted to point out that proverbial scout who helped the little old lady across the street. I just have to imagine her as a widow too, and the scout did not ask for her to get him a drink or some bread. The scout would take no payment. Jesus was also a champion of the poor, the outcast, the sick, and the friendless. When scouting is done right, young men are raised with these values in mind and can become champions themselves.
Sunday, November 05, 2006
At today's service we were blessed with the opportunity to read names of some of our beloved dead. During the sermon Charlie said that no one had ever complained about the length of the list. I regard that as a direct challenge. Don't get me wrong, the reading is an important part of our community, but it was too long. I remember as a child feeling guilty when I restricted my prayers for those killed in Vietnam. Shouldn't I be remembering all who have died? Should I pray for those who died today? Or maybe yesterday, or just in the past year? Of the billions of souls who precede me in death, should any be singled out for special attention? I have never contributed a name to the list read in Church although I continue to pray aloud with the rest of you and silently for those whom I have known personally. I may be the only one who feels this way, and I respect the 99.9% of parishioners who desire a communal prayer for their blessed departed. When I die, don't put me on the list to be read aloud. Consider it my parting gift: a shorter list.