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you thought God was an architect,

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now you know He’s something like a pipe bomb, ready to blow A sermon on that time Jeremiah's sermon was destroyed : Why is it, do you suppose, that at the time we should be most open , we are so often most closed off? It’s happened to us all . Hasn’t it? We all have times when we should have listened , but instead , we raised our voices. We all have times when we should have softened , but instead , we stiffened our spin. We all have times when we should have opened our hands, but instead , we balled them into fists . We all have times when we should kept an open mind, but instead , we were hardheaded . There’s no shortage of times and places when we did the basically exact wrong thing. Don’t we? We were closed off when we should have been open . We were stubborn when we should have been understanding. We were firm when we should have been tender . Why is that? Why are we most closed off when we should be most open ? And why do we tend to do this at the most inopportune...

i awoke and i imagined the hard things that pulled us apart

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will never again, sir, tear us from each other's hearts A sermon from Isaiah 9 Today is Christ the King Sunday, the last gathering of the church year. After today, we begin another trip through the wild ride of counting our days as the church would have us. But that’s not all today is, is it? Today is also the last Sunday before Thanksgiving . And then Black Friday . And then that mad dash to Christmas. Until, finally, we come to that heap of exhaustion on New Year’s Day.   Today, then, is something of a tipping point. We stand at the precipice of those last moments before the holiday season falls entirely into the clutches of the advertising world. In just a few days, each day will be little more than one more occasion to buy more stuff and accumulate more goods. All in the quixotic bid to ‘have yourself a merry little Christmas.’ So how about it, then? On these last moments before the season of overpriced gadgets, jammed airwaves, packed parking lots, and even more crow...

& my worst old times

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look fine from here A sermon on passages from Jeremiah 36 & 31:31-34 : Falling as it does at the end of November , Christ the King is an interesting little festival to preach every four years. Having just wrapped up an election , the church has us celebrate a king !   To be a Christian, insists the church, is to follow someone else; Christ , our king. It’s a good sermon. One we all do well to hear. But I’ve come to realize a sermon like that would only leave you and me in the same old settlement. And today’s scripture is all about the new covenant! Which sounds pretty good right about now . Doesn’t it? New ? I don’t know about you, but all those not so helpful habits I’ve racked up since March are beginning to take their toll. And Lord knows after the gamut of a holiday season unlike any other we’re all about to face, new will be more welcome than ever come January. But, truly new is really hard. And the past never seems quite past . Does it? …A little while ago we heard a...

can you say what you want

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can you say what you want To Be A Sermon on  Jeremiah's Call and Temple Sermon Well, you’ve made it through another Thanksgiving. How was it? These days Thanksgiving is something of a mixed bag, isn’t it? Like so many of our other big holidays, Thanksgiving is chock full of EXPECTATIONS . Everything had better be just right ; the turkey come out of the oven at time, the kids well-behaved, the family healthy and close-knit to boot.   They seem simple enough, but all these expectations are colossal ! We crush ourselves with them! Like in my family; this year, as usual, we all received the call about what we could and could not be bring up at the big meal.   On the big day, over turkey and mashed potatoes, we all followed the rules. For a few hours, long enough to get through the meal, we pulled it off too. We kept kept-up the illusion that everything was just fine. That there is no tension in our family. No dark corners in our histor...