... was so proud standing there. Her family was grateful that I'd taken an interest in their daughter. They didn't need to buy me a gift. But they were so very grateful. What could I do but hug that little girl and say, "Thanks"? John Vannorsdall tells the story of the first congregation he served, a country church where many of the members had gardens. A parishioner asked, "Would you like some carrots, pastor?" He answered, "A few would be nice." The next day a bushel of carrots appeared on the parsonage ...
... the local toy store. He decides to buy a very expensive train, one with real smoke, a real whistle, and enough track to drive anybody crazy putting it together, but we shouldn't worry. The train is not for him. He says it's for his grandchildren! John Vannorsdall confessed that for a long time he had taken the short cut with Christmas. He writes, "It became clear, for example, that while I enjoyed receiving well-chosen gifts, I myself was a shopper who invested no time at all in the process. One year I gave ...
... all of you: believers, disbelievers and unbelievers alike -- to you is born this day a savior, who is Christ, the Lord. In the name of this unifying savior, I bid you welcome. Oh, come let us -- let all the people -- adore him, the savior, who is Christ, the Lord. 1. John Vannorsdall, Dimly Burning Wicks, Fortress Press, Philadelphia, 1982, p. 23.
... all of you: believers, disbelievers and unbelievers alike -- to you is born this day a savior, who is Christ, the Lord. In the name of this unifying savior, I bid you welcome. Oh, come let us -- let all the people -- adore him, the savior, who is Christ, the Lord. 1. John Vannorsdall, Dimly Burning Wicks, Fortress Press, Philadelphia, 1982, p. 23.
... I used to know . . ." Berlin wrote the song in 1941, and in many ways it became the theme song for American soldiers separated from their families a long way from home. "White Christmas" captured powerfully their longing and yearning for home. Lutheran minister John Vannorsdall remembers as a young Navy seaman riding a long train through the night from Boston to Cleveland in a packed passenger car thick with cigarette haze and the grit of coal smoke. They were all, he said, going "home for Christmas"--maybe ...
... stones themselves would cry out." Celebration is written into the fabric of the universe. Joy is a part of the Christian experience. On this Palm Sunday let all God's people say, “Amen." It is right and appropriate that God's people respond with an Amen. John Vannorsdall said, “I was sitting in the lobby of a clinic waiting for a family member to return from tests, when the man seated next to me leaned over and said, ‘Are you a veteran?' Our common age suggested World War II where I served three years ...
... . It is wrong to commit adultery. There are circumstances that cause us to understand why a person might engage in wrong behavior, but sin is sin and it has consequences. And for us to be at peace in our hearts, our sins must be forgiven. John Vannorsdall tells the story of a young soldier during World War I. Somewhere along the Western Front, with shells bursting, and handsome bodies mangled beyond hope, with grownups wailing like babies, a young man, who is no more than a boy himself, says to a comrade ...