Coming Home to You, Part 1: Who We Are

James 3:13-4:3,7-8  Mark 9:30-37 In all the preparations for returning to our sanctuary for worship, I have had St. Augustine of Hippo on my mind. I’ll tell you why. Augustine was born in 354 in a Roman province that is now part of Algeria, in Africa. Important for us to know: Augustine was an African. His mother, Monica, was a Christian. Augustine was raised as a Christian, but like a lot of kids, he didn’t seem to be terribly serious about it. He was a smart, and probably cocky, little guy. He ran around with a rowdy bunch and got into plenty of trouble. In his teens, he became enthralled with philosophy and embraced a religion called Manicheism, which was very popular at the time. Just about killed his mom, but she never gave up on him. He was willful and wayward and at 17 began a relationship with a young […]

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Do You Know Jesus?

Mark 8:27-38   Do you know what Jesus looks like?  Would you recognize him if you saw him pushing a cart at the Food Lion or walking down Division Street?  Do you know Jesus? I think I would recognize him – you know, from the pictures.  If he hasn’t changed his hair, that is, his beautiful long wavy hair.  And if he still wears those long flowing robes, definitely I would recognize him.  If he hasn’t changed his style too much, I would know him.  But even if he has I would know his blue eyes, his beautiful smooth skin.  You all have seen the pictures, too, right?  You know.  Our Jesus is beautiful. The Warner Sallman painting, The Head of Christ, is the one.  When Americans imagine the face of Jesus we are most likely to envision this face.  A serene looking man gazing off into the distance, serious but not stern.  More than 500 million copies of this painting have been sold […]

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God’s Preferences

Mark 7:24-37  When our kids were little, Kim used to say to them, “Oh, you’re my favorite 8-year-old boy!” or “You’re my favorite 13-year-old daughter.” It would always surprise them, but then they would laugh. He wanted each one to know that they were his favorites. Each one of them. Kids spend a fair amount of time thinking about favorites. It’s a big word in a child’s vocabulary: favorite ice cream, favorite color, favorite animal, and so on. And they think, too, about whether their parents have a favorite child. In fact, even when we grow up, we still might think about who was our parents’ favorite child. Whether or not parents have a favorite among their children, or grandchildren, almost all parents do favor their own children over others. To us that seems not only normal but quite appropriate. We might judge harshly any parent who does not seem […]

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