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angels on the edge of my bed / been there half of the night

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looked 'round, asked, 'you made this hell yourself  / well it's real nice' A sermon on Jesus' perfect parable of the 10 bridesmaids : On any given Sunday, more than a few of us walk through those doors, just barely hanging by a thread . And trust me, I’m not being dramatic here, either.   Now I know we don’t come here every Sunday fresh off a crisis . However, I do know that plenty of us ARE here with some drama breathing down our necks as I speak. Aren’t we? And what’s more , I know just as many of us staggered through those doors only recently touched by some calamity . And I know plenty of US here are trying to make heads from tails after life pulled the rug out from under our feet. And I even know there are not a few of us worried life will never be put a’right .   And as for the rest of us , well, we’re just waiting for the other shoe to drop. Aren’t we? It’s like Thoreau said, isn’t it? The majority of us lead lives of quiet desperation. Qui...

today i'm stitched up a sewn

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catch me up, i've got warmth in my bones The Holy Gospel according to St. Matthew, the 25th chapter! I love it when we have an upbeat, even chaotic prelude (like last week). It’s great coming into worship -led by a flame- with the sense that anything could happen. It’s a good way to begin worship, anticipating that anything could happen, because, well , maybe it could …  Remember how I used to make you share with each other what you thought God might do during our worship (an exercise I learned from former ELCA Bishop, Mark Hansen)? Well, I only gave that up reluctantly. The truth is, it’s a good question. More precisely, it’s a good way to begin worship: anticipating that God is going to do something, that anything could happen. That’s what today’s parable is about … I remember once when I was younger, and my uncle was going to drive in from Washington State, to visit us all in Iowa. His siblings decided to keep this a secret from my grandmother. Their ide...