Eagle “Eyed”

I preached a sermon on God’s presence last week and talked about brushes with greatness I have had.  I forgot about one that I experienced several years ago and shared in my church column then.   As during the sermon, I invite everyone to share some of your brushes with greatness as we did during the sermon.

I had one of those fun moments this past week, a brush with greatness AKA coming near a celebrity.  After suffering through an amazingly disappointing, but not surprising, SMU football fiasco on Monday, my parents and I decided we needed a consolation dinner.  We went to one of their old haunts, Dunston’s Steak House in University Park.  Dunston’s isn’t exactly what you call a fancy chop house, but the prices are reasonable and it has that old style, Texas steak house feel; sort of dark, with maroon booths and paneled walls.  As we began to eat another party was seated across from our table.  As I savored the soothing combination of Heinz 57 and a medium rare rib eye, my eyes focused on the next table and right before me was…. Don Henley.  Don Henley of The Eagles fame.  Don Henley of “The Boys of Summer” fame.  Immediately my mind went in to “brush with greatness denial.”  “That couldn’t be him.”  “That sure looks like him.”  “No, that couldn’t be him, it must be my lyin eyes.”  “Well, it really looks like him.”  This back and forth went on and on, until he and his family got up and went to the salad bar, giving me a closer, though nonchalant, examination.  Sure enough, it still looked like the famous “Eagle” and noted naturalist.  Upon deciding that it was him, I could feel that brushing of the greatness.  I imagined how many tens or maybe hundreds of thousands of people, have paid “buku” bucks to see him perform, and there I was, basically having dinner with this member of music royalty.  I know he wasn’t exactly in concert there in the steakhouse, but I traded that off for being within 15 feet of him.

My next task was to try to explain who Don Henley was to my parents.  My mom of course had heard of him, she has heard of everyone, and had some idea of who the Eagles were when I told her some of their songs.  Dad of course was clueless.  In trying to explain what company Mr. Henley kept in the hierarchy of rock legends, I tried to guess which bands were more or at least as popular.  I put the Eagles in the top 10 bands of all time.  (I know some may argue but, this is my brush with greatness and I deem it a great brush.)  Imagine that, one of the most famous and popular musicians in the world was there, with me, sharing steak at Dunston’s……yes Dunston’s, not Bob’s, not 111 Forks, not the Mansion, not even Kirby’s, but Dunston’s, not exactly what you would call life in the fast lane.   So there it was, just when I thought I was in for heartache that night, thanks SMU, I had a more peaceful, easy feeling about the drive home and the probability of yet another long losing SMU season, thanks Don.

Upon reflection, it seemed silly to put such emphasis on brushes with greatness.  I didn’t, talk to Don, he doesn’t know my name.  All that he possibly knows is that I recognized him but didn’t want to pester him by interrupting his dinner.  Of course the irony is that we can have the greatest brush with greatness any time we want.  God is continually brushing against us.  Christ wants nothing more than to brush us, to be with us, to spend time with us.  In fact it’s usually a reverse brush.  God is there, like paparazzi waiting for us to come into view, give a glance his way, stop and spend time.  Unlike celebrities, God knows our name and we can never, never interrupt God.

Isn’t it ironic that the God of all the universe, Jesus, the one whom we adore, wants to be with us more than we want to be with him.  God has carved out time for us, us, with all our warts and dirty laundry, if we could only quit our desperado desires, and turn to him, be with him, and truly get the best of his love and grace.  Last observation.  As I encountered Mr. Henley in something less than a 5 star eatery, so Christ is found brushing up against his children in the most unlikely places and greasy spoons.

Really last observation: The only thing that I tried to think to do to “take advantage” of this brush was to angle a way to get an autograph for fellow drummer and Altar Ego member, Michael Askew.  But, alas, I chickened out as I thought that might be taking it to the limit of what you can do in Dunston’s.

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A 9/11 Flashback

In 1898, H.G. Wells wrote a story of about a time traveler who builds his own time machine and is able to travel forward 800,000 years. What he finds is a society that seems to be living in harmony, but in reality is even more depraved as the world the traveler left.

Last month, on the 11th Anniversary of 9/11, I felt like I was in a time machine as NBC ran their coverage of 9/11 “as it happened.” I was amazed when I realized that my reaction to was so similar to how on that Tuesday 11 years ago.  I found myself watching, still in a state of disbelief, not disbelieving that it had happened, but that it could happen, that those buildings really could collapse. As with 9/11, 2001, I also found it very hard to tear myself away from the TV. This compulsion even today to watch the events of that day are different than say the compulsion to rubberneck. Unlike rubbernecking, we are not passing by, and the accident was not something that happened to someone else. While buildings in Dallas, Plano, or Farmersville (where I was at the time) did not fall, the events did happen to us as a nation. The pain and fear felt by the people in New York and Washington, as well as the families of those on all the hijacked flights, indeed the panic of families with anyone flying that day, was shared by everyone in the country and by most of the world. Such is the essence of community. While the entire nation grieved and felt attacked. The persons and families directly impacted by those acts of terror felt the support, love, and prayers of an entire nation and indeed much of the world. This is the essence of the community provided by the Church, both local churches and the universal Church that is the body of Christ. We bear each other’s burdens so that none of us has to bear our burdens alone. We are blessed by the ties that bind us to each other for in binding us to each other through the willingness to bear even burdens, we are better bound and tied to Christ.

Another thing I experienced while watching the day happen again was that I was reminded of Paul’s teaching in Romans 8 that God works for good in all things. The unity of that day and the days after, now forgotten except when reminded by anniversaries and programs like this, was a blessing from God. I know many churches all over the world had worship services the night of 9/11. We had one at First UMC Farmersville where I was pastoring. 275 people, many not members of the church, came to that service as we gathered, grieved, and lifted our questions, fear, sadness, and anger to God. God was there, and received them, and ministered to us and through us.

Today, times have changed. Obviously the unity within and from outside the country has dissipated. It is both good and bad that we have been able to move on. Good that we could establish a new sense of normalcy, bad that the new normalcy includes the old divisions within and between people and nations. What has not changed though is the consistency of God. God is still in our lives and in the world, seeking to work for good in all things during all times. Whereas the TV served for me as a time machine this past September 11th, with God there is no need because God is timeless as God is the creator of time. In God there is only one time, God-time. Our challenge as children of God and Disciples of Christ is to get away from our times by spend more time in God-time. Unlike the time traveller in H.G. Wells’ story, this is time well spent and time that allows us to truly discover and experience peace and hope for the future and our future.

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In the Beginning was “Wordplay”

The Gospel of John opens with one of the most well-known passages in scripture, “In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.”  For crossword “puzzlers,” the passage might be amended to include, “and the word, is also the middle and end-all of pastimes.”  The documentary film, Wordplay provides an eye opening glimpse into the world of the crossword puzzle.  Even though I have known people who often worked crosswords, the thing that jumped out at me  was that for many, crossword is a 9 letter word for “war of words.” Unbeknownst to me there has been for decades a daily war waged between givers of clues and holders of pencils, or pens, with the battlefield a 5 inch square box filled with blank spaces.

Directed by Patrick Creadon, Wordplay features Will Shortz, the crossword puzzle editor of what is the gold standard for “cross-wording,” the New York Times Crossword Puzzle.  Also featured is a cast of characters from leading puzzle constructors to the most devoted of the box hungry consumers.  Director Creadon draws back the curtain and offers an extended examination of all that goes into producing what for many is a daily necessity.  Who ever knew there were standards for the number of spaces and the patterns for the blackened boxes.  While I had heard that Saturday and Sunday puzzles were more difficult, there is in fact a decided hierarchy for the degree of puzzle difficulty.  Mondays are the easiest with each day getting harder, building to a crescendo of Saturday and Sunday killers.  Creadon also draws the curtain back on the best of the best crossword puzzle players, who keep in crossword shape by timing themselves, to the second, on each and every puzzle.  For those who think miracles do not happen, try watching a person finish a NY Times puzzle in 2:02.  The film follows these leading puzzle masters as they integrate “puzzling” into their lives and seek to show their wares at the pinnacle event in the crossword universe, the annual Crossword Tournament in Stamford CT.  Interspersed with these titans of the crossword world are other more notable devotees from Bill Clinton and Bob Dole, each also the correct answer to a clue on the day after the 1996 election, to documentary film legend Ken Burns, and TV host / comedian Jon Stewart, among others.

Wordplay is a wonderfully informative, funny, and engaging film that appeals to persons, regardless of whether they have rarely gotten more than a word or two of a puzzle, i.e. me, or are those that see the rest of the newspaper as filler for the crossword.  Whether opening one’s eyes or validating one’s passion, Wordplay entertains, informs and is worth the investment of time and price of a DVD rental or download.  If one does engage in the word warfare you will want to view and be in awe of these brobdingnagians of the crossword universe.  If one has little or no experience, you should also catch it, and be informed of another of the world’s intriguing corners.  I say this based on my response to the film.

Upon leaving the theatre I was struck by the diversity of interests and abilities with which God endowed humanity.  While I have passed over enough crossword puzzles to wall paper a cathedral, others have availed themselves of them, and been entertained, educated, and exercised their brain.  And yet, many of those same persons cast aside film reviews and or the religion or sports sections for later _ _ _ _ _ _ _ . (7 letter word for quickly scanning .)  As I exited the theater I was reminded and amazed again by the macro and micro duality of God. God is at once so expansive and diverse in instilling in others such a wide variety of passions, talents, and hobbies, and yet is also absolutely personal and intimate in designing my interests and equipping me with my abilities.   The same God, who created the heavens and the earth in all their beautiful vastness, Psalm 8, is the God who created and knows me perfectly, Psalm 139.

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“It’s All in the Attitude.”

When I was pastoring in Bogata Texas I had an encounter that has ministered to me many times through the years.  I was in the sanctuary of the church when the minister at the Baptist church came by to meet with me regarding a community Easter service.  As with most United Methodist Churches, we had a special service planned for Maundy Thursday and had put  up black curtains to make the sanctuary dark for the foot washing service. As Baptists tend not to be as liturgically oriented as us Methodists, Brother Park had some questions about what we were doing, and I don’t think he really understood even after I told him about our Maundy Thursday service.   To break the moment of awkwardness of his not really understanding what we were doing and me thinking he was thinking we were engaged in something bizarre, he picked up a pamphlet we had for visitors titled, “What’s So Great About Being Methodist.”  There was something in the way I heard him read the title that opened my mind that the title could have a positive or negative connotation.  As there was no punctuation, was it making a statement about what are the positives things about being a part of the United Methodist Church? Or was it asking a question and, thereby making a statement, about what if anything is great about being a part of the United Methodist church.  It’s all in the perspective, or attitude, one had in reading the pamphlet.

Attitude also plays a vital role in determining our life outlook.  Are we generally happy and positive or are we typically angry and negative?  Certainly we all have times when our mood is up and down, but as I think of this I also know that the most important factor in determining our mood and countenance is our attitude.  In many ways attitude is a synonym for spirit.  Do we have a positive or negative spirit?  If our spirit is positive then I think we can say without too much argument that ours is of God’s Spirit, and visa versa.  I have never known the Holy Spirit to be down or negative and my Wesleyan theology and understanding of grace teaches that it is only through the Holy Spirit that we can have a positive spirit or attitude.  Yet, while God prefers us to live with a positive spirit, and is prepared to equip us with such, as with all things God gives us the grace and freedom to choose.  Do we avail ourselves of God’s positive Holy Spirit, or do we allow ourselves to be drawn down by another, negative spirit?

Several years ago I was blessed by God’s grace as I was ministered to by a woman named Grace and her husband Al, who were members of the church I was serving at the time.  I was visiting Grace who was receiving hospice care when in the course of this visit, Grace and Al ministered to me.  As God was close to welcoming her home, Grace was at peace and her spirit was firmly connected to the Holy Spirit as she looked forward to “seeing Jesus.”  Grace and Al were witnesses then, as they had been their entire lives, to the Gospel of Christ Jesus.  A family friend was in the room and commented that neither of them were “glass is half full people,” but rather they were “glass is always full people.”  Anyone who knew this special couple knew this to be the perfect description of their spirit and that it was their living witness to the power and reality of God’s Holy Spirit.  But, for Grace and Al, and others we know who share the “full glass” attitude toward life, it is also the result of a choice they made to be intentional in living with and through God’s Spirit. The truth is that anyone can live in this “full glass” way.  It only takes faith in God and the choice to do so. As with most things “full glass” spirit and living doesn’t come easily, regardless of desire. It takes practice living with and through the Holy Spirit. As with our bodies, our spirit must be exercised if it is going to be developed and strengthened enough to defy the gravity of the negative seeking to pull us down into the empty glass. The more we practice this living by and in the Spirit, the more we exercise our spirit and faith, and the more we can live life to the fullest even when our glass, in a worldly sense, has been drained.

In our lives at home, work, school, and church, there are events and times that are less than perfect, yet we have the choice to make.  What will our attitude be?  What is our spirit? Will we seek to see the positives and strive through God’s Spirit to correct and overcome the negatives? Or, will we allow ourselves to live in the negative and permit the positives to be consumed?  It’s all in the attitude.  It’s all in the spirit we live in and by, and it’s all our decision.

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Sermon: Pixar-Palooza Sermon Series: “Up” – “The Spirit of Ministry is Adventure”

 

 

 

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In Case You Missed It Film Review “United 93”

In Case You Missed It Film Review “United 93”In Case You Missed It Film Review “United 93”I wrote this review for my local church paper for the release of “United 93” in 2006.

United We Stand

The highest achievement in cinema is when a film transcends the medium and is experienced rather than simply seen.  United 93 joins the very short list of films, most recently Schindler’s List and Saving Private Ryan where viewers emotionally experience the event rather than simply watch the retelling.  These films allowed viewers to simulate in the slightest of ways what it was like to be a victim of the holocaust or a soldier hitting the D-Day beaches. Through masterful direction, realistic and straightforward dialogue, and a passion for telling, not dramatizing, a story that must be told, viewers truly become involved in the story.  Writer / director Paul Greengrass uses these elements to present a film that transcends into the realm of experience, and the result is most powerful.

While United 93 is a “not to be missed film,” it is also a film that not all should see.  Many may never be in the place that they can experience again the tragedies of that 9/11, but for those who decide they can relive that day and re-experience those emotions, United 93 is a must see because this story, the events and their impact, must not be forgotten.  While the memory remains, for most people the magnitude, the shock, and pain has diminished since 2001. While it is good that the nation has processed these feelings and, outside of those with a personal connection to the events, no longer struggles with them on a daily basis, we should not allow those feelings to be beyond our memory.  By experiencing United 93, or going through the decision process  of whether to see the film or not, we are reminded and able to recall the memories and feelings of September 11, 2001.

Remembering is not the only reason one might decide to experience the film.  I believed I needed to be a part of the United 93 experience because it was something I should do in tribute to the victims and demonstrate support for their survivors.  After 11 years in ministry, I have found that one of the most challenging yet important ministries is the ministry of presence.  During difficult times when nothing can be done to remove pain or change reality, the willingness to be present with someone in their suffering can offer comfort, strength, and peace.  While I cannot bring a loved one back, by re-experiencing this day as I sit through and support the film, I am telling survivors that they are not alone, nor are their loved ones forgotten. In the Christian faith, all people are ministers whether they are lay persons or ordained clergy, and all are called and able to offer this ministry.  A strong showing of support for this film will hopefully offer the loved ones of those who died such solace and peace.

Those who decide to see the film should be prepared for a difficult and powerfully profound experience.  As I watched the film and experienced again the events of 9/11, I became aware of my physical reaction.  My stomach was tense, and my breathing was faster.  As I became attuned to my reaction to the film I also became aware of the reaction of others.  I noticed there were no ambient sounds in the theater, no coughs, sneezes, whispering, or shifting in seats.  Everyone in the theater was involved, was, in spirit, on the plane and in the various FAA and military control centers.  We were there as silent observers from the post 9/11 world witnessing the world change before the character’s eyes.  The fact that many of the controllers and other personnel were portraying themselves gave the film a powerful sense of reality that one could feel.

As I relived that day I was struck by the power and appropriateness of the film’s title, “United.”  While named for the flight’s official designation, I became aware that all the persons on the plane were united in their situation and determination to both survive and avert another national disaster.  Everyone in the theater was united in reliving our memories.  As a nation we were and are united by the events of that day.  While families and friends of those killed were most impacted, the events of September 11th changed the lives of all Americans and other nations victimized by prior and subsequent acts of terror.  September 11th was a day that changed the world for everyone.  Amidst daily reminders of the fractured and divided state of our nation and society, it is good that we can be reminded at a deeper level how united we can be.

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Faith the Size and Strength of an Old Chickpea Seed

I am a tremendous fan of documentary films. Even while some of the best films are documentaries, Docs are among the most underrated of film genres. These films provide fascinating insight into the passions and lives of amazing people as well as information on almost any subject, place and culture. Even more impressive, documentaries are usually made on the lowest of budgets but with the highest degrees of passion by the most dedicated of filmmakers.  I stumbled upon a gem of a doc the other day on the Smithsonian Channel entitled “The Seed Hunter.” This 2008 film chronicled two weeks in the life of Dr. Ken Street, the “Indiana Jones of agriculture,” in his quest to find ancient seeds in some of the most remote places on earth.

Over the last 50 years agriculture seeds have been genetically altered in order to provide increasingly greater yields.  While this effort was successful in dramatically increasing crop production, it also resulted in substantially less hardy crops that are significantly more vulnerable to disease and changes to the environment and climate.  “The Seed Hunter” shows farmers in Syria and other Middle Eastern countries battling droughts of the last several years that have all but wiped out their production.  Where they used to be able to raise enough for family and community needs with enough left over to sell or store, they are now struggling to raise enough to feed their families.

In addition to the Middle East, the film shows farmers in southern Australia, Dr. Street’s native country, struggling with declining yields due to rising soil salt levels.  Dr. Street and other seed hunters are searching for seeds that predate the genetic changes of the mid-20th Century so as to isolate and use their DNA in an effort to make today’s weaker, declining crops better able to withstand disease, drought, and other threats.  Dr. Street is also part of an organization that is storing the seeds in a self-described “Noah’s Ark” for agriculture should there be continued degradation of seeds or some other unforeseen circumstance wherein crops become extinct.

chick peaIn the Documentary Dr. Street travels thousands of miles through the most remote portions of Tajikistan searching for the “holy Grail” for seed hunters, older, pre-genetically altered chickpea plants and seeds.  Chickpeas are valued as a food source; particularly in the event of a wide-spread failure of other crops such as wheat, barley, and corn, (which would also impact protein sources such as beef and chicken)  because they are an effective source of fiber, protein, zinc, folate, and phosphorus.  As is often the case when I watch documentaries, I am amazed at the interests and subject matter people devote their lives to.  I have barely heard of, and rarely consume, chickpeas and yet here is a man who has devoted much of his adult life braving dangerous and difficult travel searching for a way to grow a hardier chickpea and, in the worst case scenario, save an important food source from extinction.

As I watched and rooted for Dr. Street and his team to overcome the odds and discover the ever illusive legume I began to associate his world and mine.  In nature, for the most part, genetic diversity is good.  The more uniform the genetics, the weaker and more susceptible a plant or animal is to disease and dysfunction, and the less able it is to survive extremes in weather and climate.  On the other hand the more genetically diverse a crop or species is the better able it is to survive, if not thrive, in extreme conditions.  Often, smart farmers plant a variety of crops or differing strands of crops / seeds which result in crops and crop types that respond differently should there be extremes of temperature, moisture, or disease.  In other words, the smart farmers will not put all their bushels in one crop or crop strand.

As with animals and crops, theologically segregated faith communities are more susceptible to spiritual and physical dysfunction than groups wherein diversity of beliefs are tolerated and people from different cultures accepted. Groups of like, and often identical, minds, bodies and spirits face greater dysfunction in the face of the challenges, disappointments, and ambiguity that are a part of life. This dysfunction happens because the more homogeneous, rigid, and isolated a group is in its beliefs, the more focused and reliant it becomes on its ability to discern right from wrong.  Groups and the individuals / leaders in them become used to knowing and deciding moral and theological issues without the checks and challenges other voices and ideas can provide when considered.

One reason groups become inward focused in thought and practice is in reaction to stress brought on by the financial challenges and cultural changes the outside world places on the individual members. In contrast to the ambiguity, problems, and challenges perceived in the world, individuals find comfort and safety in the predictability and control found in homogeneous groups and communities. The greater the stressors and the longer their duration the more dependent the members become on the group for comfort and release of fear and stress.  This intra-community dependence leads to isolation from society and the surrounding community which results in greater dependence by group members and further withdrawal from friends, family, and other communities and activities.  As this cycle continues the members become increasingly isolated and dependent on the group from which they continue to seek greater stability and protection from the outside.

Such safety seeking activity grows from individuals living more in fear rather than living by faith, and their perceptions being based on sight rather than vision.  To these people the world seems hopelessly broken and they are helpless to change anything. The result is a hunkering down with folks of similar perceptions and the rejection of those who do not share the same beliefs. As the group withdraws from society, it is forced to continue to litigate the dangers of the outside and enhance the perceived safety of the group, and again, the cycle continues.

Even if the group is successful in isolating itself and members from others, fear will exist in the group because the People's Temple Leader Jim Jonesmembers individually, and the community collectively, have not dealt with their fear but rather have covered it up through isolation. Since the community has not truly addressed its fear, fear remains and the group, now totally isolated from the greater community, will begin to isolate internally and marginalize those who show any signs or nuance in thought, speech, or action. Power in the group will typically begin to coalesce around stronger, charismatic members as sub-groups develop within the community. This cycling of fear driven isolation was the genesis of the Jonestown and Mount Carmel tragedies in the 1970’s and 90’s.

Openness by faith communities and other societal groups to consideration of other ideas and voices, in addition to fostering spiritual and  intellectual growth as beliefs are validated, nuanced, or changed helps communities and individuals live by faith rather than fear. toleranceA willingness to examine and tolerate those who are different and present other perceptions, beliefs, and actions is an act of faith and humility as it is a demonstration that the individual or group does not have, nor can it attain, full or perfect knowledge. Another benefit of openness to, and consideration of, other ideas, beliefs and cultures is a greater, more accurate understanding of one’s own beliefs and values. As with the chickpea and other crops and animals, societal diversity and toleration enable life that blossoms through faith rather than one that withers from fear.

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9/11/2011 Sermon “Amidst the Void”

This is the sermon I preached on the 10th anniversary of 9/11.  The text is the Psalm 46 and the subject is God as our true refuge.  God is our refuge and hope even in the midst of the void that is left behind when loved ones, or towers, are taken. As Jesus used a pool by a deadly tower collapse to heal a blind man, the fountains where the towers once stood, the voids left behind, are now places where we receive healing.

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9/11 Reflection

On the 11th anniversary of 9/11, I join all Americans in reflecting upon the events of 9/11/01. That day, as I was preparing for a worship service that night I wrote my “I Reckon” for the First UMC Farmersville newsletter. As I remember that day, as programs will replay events of that day, I am experiencing echoes of the thoughts and feelings I had of that and the following days.

I Reckon,
Tuesday, 9/11/01:
There is a numbness that comes with witnessing dramatic events. This morning I awoke to the radio broadcasting a breaking story that an airplane had crashed into the World Trade Center in New York City. I immediately turned on the TV and while watching the horrible pictures of smoke billowing from one of the towers, right before my eyes a plane flew into the picture and crashed into the other building in a fiery explosion. “OH!” was all I could say. I could not believe my eyes. I still don’t believe it. The irony is that it was a beautiful day outside. Now I am listening, and the entire building has collapsed, it appears to be gone.
Now Washington is attacked, more injured and damage. The numbness has returned even as I write this. This seems to be a movie, but it is real and it is horrible. Thousands, perhaps tens of thousands of people killed and injured, lives lost and forever changed. Not since 1941 have we as a nation experienced such surprise and loss.

Wednesday, 9/12/01:
Another day has passed. We have watched, we have cried, we have wondered, and we have worshipped. We do not know exactly why this happened other than it is yet another horrible consequence of living in a world that is fallen and separated from God. As with all tragedy, we may ask why God allowed this to happen? The answer is not satisfying, but simply stated is; we cannot know or understand the working of God. Yet while we do not comprehend the why’s of God, we do know the where of God. We know that God is present with us, now, in our loss, sadness, anger and grief. As God loves each of us more than one can comprehend, God therefore grieves more than anyone grieves or can even imagine. May God bless us, and may we feel God’s love and presence as we continue to lift up others in prayer. May God bless and comfort those working and risking their own lives in the search for survivors. And, may God be with, and somehow change, those who organized the terror. May the cycle of violence and hate be broken, and may our response as individuals and a nation be in accord with God’s Word, with the Gospel of Jesus Christ.

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Sermon: I Samuel 17:4-7,32-51 “In Name Only”

Summer Reads Sermon Series: David Goes to fight Goliath, “in name only.”

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