... find out the right answers. We talk about pollution and race relations and war, and world hunger and all the while we skirt around the 10 million dollar question: What do you think of the Christ? The story is told of a preacher attempting to put the finishing touches on his Sunday sermon but who was constantly being interrupted by his 6-year-old daughter. To occupy her, he found a picture of a globe and he cut it up into little pieces, knowing that that would keep her busy for a long time. To his surprise ...
... George Bush represented the U.S. at the funeral of former Soviet leader Leonid Brezhnev. Bush was deeply moved by a silent protest carried out by Brezhnev's widow. She stood motionless by the coffin until seconds before it was closed. Then, just as the soldiers touched the lid, Brezhnev's wife performed an act of great courage and hope, a gesture that must surely rank as one of the most profound acts of civil disobedience ever committed: She reached down and made the sign of the cross on her husband's chest ...
... What ever it was the Pharisee rightly judged the woman’s character. But here is where he failed. His insights and perceptions about Jesus were wrong. He said that if Jesus were a prophet he would know that this woman was a sinner and he would not let her touch him. The Pharisee was wrong because the character of this woman was not lost on Jesus. And here is the beautiful part of the passage. Jesus knew who she was but he had moved beyond that to forgive the woman her sins. Jesus sizes up the situation and ...
... are Legion!” He paused and took a deep breath. Then, he leaned forward and said: “To tell you the truth, I think all those problems and troubles are symptoms. My real problem is that I don’t like myself… and that taints everything I touch and do.” Well, he was probably right. When you are at war with yourself, it smudges and distorts every relationship. On the other hand, when we feel good about ourselves, we are more loving, more patient, more thoughtful, more gracious... toward everyone we see ...
... school. We played football, basketball, and baseball together. We drove to school together every day. We ate lunch together most days in the school cafeteria. Whitey was a groomsman in our wedding. We were great friends. At the reunion, as we visited, I was touched and intrigued and inspired by my conversations with Whitey Johnson. Over and over, he would say things like this: “Jim, do you remember in the fourth quarter of our football game against Bartlett what you said in the huddle on that fourth and ...
... the manger scene were made of wood, so they were pretty much indestructible.., and also easy for little hands to pick them up and move them around and place them in different positions. The children loved the manger scene and they loved being able to touch the characters and hold them in their little hands and arrange and rearrange them in creative and child-like ways. As you would imagine, sometimes the little figurines would disappear... and later show up in the most fascinating places in the house. And ...
... find out the right answers. We talk about pollution and race relations and war, and world hunger and all the while we skirt around the 10 million dollar question: What do you think of the Christ? The story is told of a preacher attempting to put the finishing touches on his Sunday sermon but who was constantly being interrupted by his 6-year-old daughter. To occupy her, he found a picture of a globe and he cut it up into little pieces, knowing that that would keep her busy for a long time. To his surprise ...
... together and thin fingers stretched skyward. He called his powerful drawing simply “Hands”, but the entire world almost immediately opened their hearts to this great masterpiece and renamed his tribute of love, “The Praying Hands.” The next time you see a copy of this touching creation, take a second look; let it be a reminder that no one… no one ever makes it alone! Take Simon Peter, for example. He was one of the great leaders of the original disciples of Jesus. He was one of the great servants ...
... , “I know. I can feel His presence here and I’m not afraid. I just feel so peaceful.” A few days later, June received a get-well card from some dear friends and that card summed it up perfectly. It read: May the hands that formed the earth touch your body and heal it. May the breath that moved over the waters fill your soul with life. May the heart that sacrificed to save you surround your heart with comfort. May knowing that you are in the hands of an all-powerful, all-loving God… bring you peace ...
... not work that way. Now we come to Ash Wednesday. Millions of people all around the world are gathering for worship. In the more liturgical traditions, they will silently move toward the front of the church, kneel before the minister or priest, feel the touch of an ash-covered finger on their forehead, and hear the ancient words from Scripture, "Remember, you are dust, and to dust you shall return." One after another: "Remember, you are dust, and to dust you shall return." "Remember, you are dust, and to ...
... despair. A prominent doctor has discovered that cheerful people resist disease better than chronic grumblers. His conclusion - "the surly bird gets the germ."(4) Have you ever heard of the Wellness Community?(5) If you or someone close has been touched by cancer, you may very well have. The Wellness Community was founded in 1982 in Santa Monica, California, and has psychologically and emotionally supported over 30,000 participants since opening, many of whom were referred by their physicians. The Wellness ...
... at all. It turned out that there was far more footage of people around the globe reacting with shock and horror strained through tears. As the day wore on, the numbness we had felt at the first word of the attacks began to wear off. The tragedy was touching us at the very depths of our being. We heard the reports of phone conversations from the upper floors of the Trade Center towers, or the cell phone calls from United flight 93, not to express fear or anger, but simply to say, "I'm stuck up here ...
... this week with a mother murdering her five children demonstrates, some depressions need professional attention). So saying, for the vast majority of feelings of despair and hopelessness there are some practical remedies that will work. See what happens with Elijah. "All at once an angel touched him and said, 'Get up and eat.' He looked around, and there by his head was a cake of bread baked over hot coals, and a jar of water. He ate and drank and then lay down again." It hardly comes as a surprise that ...
... get cirrhosis of the liver; folks who work long hours in the sun unprotected get skin cancer; deaths on the highway are caused by drunk drivers. But there is another side to that coin. People who have never smoked get lung cancer; people who have never touched alcohol get liver disease, drunk drivers kill the innocent along with themselves, and natural disasters take their toll on all of us. Who can explain why a certain 17 were killed this week on the USS Cole while over 300 others were not? For his part ...
... more than talk about it - he showed it. He went out of his way to embrace the unloved and unworthy, the folks who could ask "Do I matter?" with an urgency that none of us could muster. Lepers who were not allowed to live inside the city wall were touched by Jesus, even as his disciples shrank back in disgust. The handicapped beggers by the wayside whom the world loves to ignore were not ignored by Jesus - they were healed and given new life. A woman, too shy and full of shame to approach Jesus face to face ...
... five loaves and two fish." What are we to do? Certainly that was the response of the disciples when five thousand men (plus women and children) followed Jesus into the wilderness. "Five thousand-plus." They had come to listen to Christ's words, to feel his healing touch, to be near something...someone...special. And now the story says the hour had grown late, it was time for supper, and they were hungry. There was no way to buy food for so large a crowd. It would have taken two hundred denarii to have done ...
... child was baptized, the snowy Christmas Eve communion that warmed you to your depths, that Easter morning when the truth of the resurrection became so real to you that reunion with a lost husband or wife or mother or father was almost close enough to reach out and touch. The psalmist recalls times when his sense of the divine presence was so immediate and full that he felt as if he were beholding nothing less than the face of God. But that was then, this is now. Now all that he hears is the sound of his ...
... been won. (3) Do you know that old Southern gospel song, "Turn Your Radio On?" Turn your radio on, and listen to the music in the air, Turn your radio on and glory share. Turn your lights down low and listen to the Master's radio; Get in touch with God, Turn your radio on.(4) In a sense, we are like those prisoners, incarcerated in a world of injustice, unfairness, misery, and death. But then we gather round this rickety receiver called Sunday worship - we tune in - and, voilá, we hear the news that is so ...
... thirty times in the gospels where the people hearing Jesus speak would have understood him to be making a joke. I suspect that, if there had been such back then, Jesus might have spent time, not only teaching his disciples, but throwing snowballs and sledding and playing touch football with them too. Jesus was FUN to be around. And that is why little children liked him so much. Can we old fogies recover any of that? I think we can. Joan Davis [one of our St. Paul members] sent me something this week that ...
... father's priestly duties, while he was burning incense in the temple, the Angel Gabriel appeared to him with the message that a son would be born to him and my mother who would be filled with the Holy Spirit from his birth. He would never touch wine nor strong drink. He would go as God's messenger...like Elijah...turning disobedient people back to righteousness, and preparing the way of the Lord. Gabriel even told my father what my name should be...John. "Well, my father found all this hard to believe, and ...
... out there. If you follow the market, you know there are plenty on Wall Street. In the past six weeks, $2-TRILLION in market value has vanished... evaporated...poof. Two-trillion dollars gone. Those pin-striped wizards are finding the only ones left with the Midas touch are making mufflers. Two-trillion. Wow. Mike O'Neil of Kalam, Washington, is a heavy equipment operator. A little while back, he ran his bulldozer right over his own car. It seems he was dragging a large log out of the woods and up an incline ...
... they are ACTS OF GOD...GOD'S WILL. Granted, there are very few who would be ridiculous enough to say that the murder of a 12-year-old boy was God's will. But ask people why some folks suffer excruciating illness and again it will be said (with a touch of sadness in the voice) it is GOD'S WILL. Pick a disaster, any disaster, and someone is sure to tell you that it has happened because it is GOD'S WILL. God gets the blame. But, on the other hand, millions of times every day, people repeat these familiar ...
... , "The crew of the space shuttle Challenger honored us by the manner in which they lived their lives. We will never forget them, nor the last time we saw them, this morning, as they prepared for the journey and waved goodbye and 'slipped the surly bonds of earth' to 'touch the face of God.'"(4) From triumph to tragedy in a minute and twelve seconds, fifteen years ago today. I have no idea why God allowed it, nor this week's horror in India, nor the earthquake two weeks ago in El Salvador nor so many of the ...
... age, Jesus laid aside the tools of his trade and began to teach and preach and heal. From the beginning people reacted to him. Little children ran at the music of his voice, the aged found comfort in his presence, the sick found healing by merely touching the hem of his garment. He had his hours of popularity when the multitudes crowded about him. He had his moments of quiet reflection, either alone, or with those closest to him. It was on just such an occasion that we encounter the dialogue of our lesson ...
... with a distinct aversion to conflict and to having to deal with money issues. Our culture seems to reinforce them in that behavior. So long as clergy are cowed and anxious in the face of money and wealth, they will remain silent about the spiritual issue that touches our culture more deeply than any other. The more I steeped myself in this book and looked at churches around me, the more I became convinced this behavior is the way a culture controls a challenge to itself. A money-driven culture seems to want ...