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it's what you thought that you wanted

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it's still a surprise A sermon on the time Jesus turned a tough night into a new day Well, I hate to say it, but while all of you were freezing your tuchuses off in the polar vortex, I was sporting short sleeves in sunny California. But I don’t bring this up to brag . I mention it because I wasn’t just in sunny California. No, I was in the land of affluence .   Southern California is a place of conspicuous consumption. Before I even made it to the hotel room, I saw a Porsche . And you know what? Sports cars like that were a regular sight out there.   Now, I was in there for work . I was there as a facilitator for the Iowa Preachers Project. And one of my jobs was to shuttle the participants from location to location. But the car we rented was a large SUV.   I have to admit, when I found myself idling behind one of those sports cars, I was sorely tempted . As a good boy from the Midwest , I felt it was my job to poke my finger in that kind of opulence. And I knew al...

real love don't follow a straight line

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it breaks your neck, it builds you a delicate shine  A sermon on Genesis 21:1-3, 22:1-14 : The closer they get to the top of the mountain, the  more the tension mounts. I’m talking about, of course, Abraham and that child promised to him in his old age, Isaac. Isaac, that miraculous child of mirth .   Today’s passage has a way of scandalizing folks. And it’s not hard to see why. Is it? After all, what kind of a God would ask for something like that? The thing, though , is this passage is only shocking in a theoretical way. Because in the trenches of real life, this passage rings all too true . Doesn’t it? Wouldn’t you agree that we only ever make it to the altar of the Lord after a harrowing journey ? Maybe it’s that mountain of paperwork sitting on your desk. Maybe it’s that seemingly endless valley of grief you’ve been trying to make your way through. Maybe it’s that uneven terrain of family life. Maybe it’s that dense thicket of guilt you can’t seem to ...

& all of these emotions are pouring out of me

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i bring them to the light for you  (it's only right) A sermon on the "binding of Isaac," Genesis 22:1-14 : It isn’t until Abraham and the child promised to him in his old age, Isaac, begin making their way up the mountain, that the tension in today’s scripture really starts… But, wouldn’t you agree that we never make it to the altar of the Lord until after a considerable journey?   Maybe it’s the journey up mountain of everything you have to do at work. Or, the mountain of navigating family life. The mountain of newspaper headlines. The mountain of yet another unexpected call and everything that comes with it.   The mountain of laying a loved one to rest, and the life we must now forge… It's true whether we admit it or not; we only come to this altar after a journey… That was certainly the case for Abraham that day.   That day he found himself on a wild and windy mountain. That day the trail led to a terrible fork in the road. Where...