This is a sermon on Matthew 22:1-14, and the rest of Proper 23 for Year A. I encourage you to read all of the texts Track 2, starting with Isaiah and going onward.
It’s a sermon on what happens when we meet a God who doesn’t make sense–or makes sense in a pretty horrible way–and how we might address the stories in the Bible that make us go, wait–WHUT.
Continue reading The Parable of the Really Mad God – and other jovial tales
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(It is the first part of the lectionary passage for Sunday, June 18, or Proper 6).
“He had compassion on them, for they were harassed and helpless, like sheep without a shepherd.”
It seems like not much changes, does it?
On Friday, it was announced that the officer who shot Philando Castile seven times, was found not guilty on all counts against him. I find this incredibly troubling, deeply disturbing, on so many levels that I find it hard to make them all clear to you.
A man shot another man seven times with a child in the back seat, and he was found not guilty of all charges brought against him—including reckless discharge of a firearm.
He fired a gun seven times into a car with a child in the back seat.
Continue reading Sermon from 6/18: Discipleship, Hope and Casting out Demons
This is the text of a sermon preached at Hamline Church on July 17, 2016. The two texts were the Parable of the Leaven, and the story of Mary and Martha with Jesus.
And again he said, “To what should I compare the kingdom of God? It is like yeast that a woman took and mixed in with three measures of flour until all of it was leavened.”
This sermon was preached at Hamline Church, using the text Genesis 2:1-3 (the 7th Day):
Thus the heavens and the earth were finished, and all their multitude. 2 And on the seventh day God finished the work that he had done, and he rested on the seventh day from all the work that he had done. 3 So God blessed the seventh day and hallowed it, because on it God rested from all the work that he had done in creation.
Continue reading Sermon from 5/29: On the 7th Day, God Rested
Sermon for Transfiguration Sunday, based on Luke’s Account, found here.
“It is good for us to be here! Let us build three dwellings! One for you and one for Moses, and one for Elijah…”
He babbled, dumbstruck. His eyes were heavy, his body heavier—he was tired, our Peter—and he was blinded. Here stood his teacher, dazzling white in this inexplicable light, white like lightning, speaking with the two most important men in the history of Israel. He saw them turn, and perhaps Moses lifted a hand to Jesus, reached to touch him in with some sort of comforting hold—and Peter knew that they were turning to leave. He blurted it out, leaning forward, nearing peeling after them:
“Let us build three dwellings!” Continue reading The Transfiguration is about Peter–and imperfection.
This past Sunday, I preached on the Annunciation at Hamline Church. The gist of it: Mary the Mother of God, Nadia Boltz-Weber, #blacklivesmatter–and finally, to have faith like Mary is to believe that we already are who God says we are, already enough to wade into the storm in our world.
Continue reading We are already enough for these times: Sermon on 11/29
A sermon delivered at Hamline Church on 9/13. The text was Psalm 19.
May the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable to you—my rock, and my redeemer.
The final lines of this psalm are a long standing traditional prayer in both the Jewish and Christian traditions. For centuries—millennia, maybe, preachers have uttered these words to ask God to help them say something true to their faith.
And so I, too, pray: May the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable to you—O Lord, my rock, and my redeemer.
And I pray that, because these days, I feel like I need both a rock, and a redeemer.
We all need the words of our mouths, and the meditations of our hearts, to point towards a rock and a redeemer. There is a sense of chaos that prowls around my normal, day to day routine. The news of the outside world is disturbing. And it lurks out there, peering into my mundane errands, breaking out, moment to moment.
Continue reading Sermon from 9/13: Psalm 19 and Faith amidst Chaos