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The Life-Giving Nature of Hope

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We live in uncertain times, friends.  I don't have to tell you that, but I will.   I started dipping my toe back into the murky waters of my news feed from the interwebs and then had to snatch it back because it sucked.  I often lose hope when I read the news about the events in our country and the world.  Sometimes, it's better just to remain blissfully and intentionally unaware.  But even then, you can feel the anxiety of the energy around you.  It's inescapable.   And this is why we need hope right now.   In times of uncertainty, hope is an anchor for the human spirit, tethering us to possibility when the storms of life threaten to sweep us away. Hope isn't merely optimism—it's a profound force that helps us navigate our darkest moments, illuminating paths forward when all seems lost. Think about how hope manifests in nature: a single seedling pushing through concrete, defying impossible odds. Or a forest regenerating after devastation, each new shoot reaching to

The Restorative Power of Grace

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I do my best not to dwell on the past, but sometimes, I think about the many mistakes I've made, the roads I should have taken, and the decisions I should have made.  It's not a productive exercise, but it's hard not to get down on yourself when you are going through challenging seasons in life.   There are moments in life when we feel the weight of our imperfections, mistakes, and regrets pressing down upon us like a heavy fog.  We judge ourselves harshly, holding onto past failures as if they define who we are. Yet, grace appears like the first ray of dawn in these darkest moments, offering us a path back to wholeness. Grace is the gentle rain that falls on parched earth, the unexpected kindness that catches us off guard, the second chance we didn't think we deserved. It's the force that transforms our wounds into wisdom and our failures into stepping stones toward growth.  As author Anne Lamott beautifully observes, "Grace meets us where we are but does not

The Power of Community

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Last night, I saw Iron Maiden, one of my favorite bands.  I had a ticket for the "pit," meaning I was standing in a packed crowd not too far from the stage.  The crowd was hot and sweaty, but I forgot all about my discomfort when the band hit the stage.  At one point, I looked around me at a nearly sold-out arena full of people singing along to familiar songs, and I was once again struck by how powerful it is to be part of something bigger than you.   The first time I saw Iron Maiden was thirty-seven years ago.  Last night, I was wearing a replica concert shirt from that show in Lakeland, FL (the original was sold at a garage sale years ago).  A teenage kid about my age back then saw what I was wearing and said, "Cool shirt, man."   I felt even more at home in the crowd, realizing that someone who wasn't even born when I went to my first Maiden show recognized and honored my commitment as a fan.      In our fast-paced world, where individualism often seems to re

This Is Not The End

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  Today's sermon is about eschatology, a loaded theological term that essentially means studying the end times.   Lots of people think the world is going to end soon.   As long as I can remember, I have heard evangelical Christians talk about the end of the world with no small amount of glee.  They read books by people who claim to be prophecy experts, and who are constantly looking for signs that will confirm their theories.  This is not new, but with the advent of the Internet and social media, it's reached new levels of foolishness.   For the past four years, conservative Christians proclaimed the end of the world was imminent until the election, and now they at least feel like the world got a reprieve for at least four more years.   Now it's the progressive's turn.   This kind of talk about the end of the world is tied to horrible theology and extraordinarily awful interpretations of Scripture.   Every change in the world is a potential sign.  Leper Messians are see

Finding A Lived-Out Faith

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In our fast-paced world, where ideas often seem to hold more value than experience, it is critical to remember that faith is not merely a concept or a set of beliefs; it is meant to be lived, felt, and shared.  Our lived experiences shape our understanding of faith, making it a dynamic and authentic journey deeply intertwined with our daily lives. As we navigate through life, we often encounter challenges, joys, and sorrows, all of which contribute to the richness of our faith. The Bible reminds us of this truth in James 2:26, which states, “For just as the body without the spirit is dead, so faith without works is also dead.”   This simple statement emphasizes that true faith manifests itself through action. It is not enough to hold beliefs in our hearts; we must actively express them through our lives. Our experiences, good or bad, are the fertile ground from which our faith can grow and flourish.\ The late author and theologian Rachel Held Evans profoundly articulated this idea when

Nobody Puts God In A Corner

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In a world where we often seek to classify and categorize everything around us, it’s easy to project our limited understanding onto the concept of God.  We craft belief systems, establish doctrines, and erect metaphorical temples to contain the divine essence. Yet, as we do this, we risk reducing something infinite into something finite, confining God within the walls of our imagination. C.S. Lewis, renowned author and theologian, captures this sentiment beautifully when he writes about God being an iconoclast, “the one who tears down the temples we have built.”  An iconoclast typically breaks away from tradition, particularly in artistic or religious contexts; they challenge conventional wisdom and destroy established beliefs. Like the iconoclast, God does not conform to the structures we erect around God. Instead, God challenges and dismantles them, ultimately revealing the far greater reality of His nature beyond our limited frameworks. Imagine a child trying to describe the ocean&#

When Accepting Defeat Is Winning

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  You get a feeling when you know that the challenge you have been facing may have gotten the better of you.  This may sound strange, but it's a feeling of resignation and relief.   The resignation comes when you know that you can't win and that all of your striving up to that point, though admirable, was not enough to overcome the moment's challenge.   You might find the courage and the strength to continue the struggle, but you know it's all but over.  It's time to retreat to your corner, head back to the locker room, lick your wounds, or whatever metaphor works for you.   And that's when the relief washes over you.   The relief is your mind's way of telling you that whatever futility you may have felt has served a purpose somehow.  You don't have to keep fighting.  You can surrender and let go of whatever has kept you in the fray. You can finally rest.    But the relief can also help us another way that can get lost if we resort to focusing on the mom

Laughing In The Darkest Moments

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I was perusing my Instagram social media feed this morning when I saw something that made me laugh out loud, which isn't easy.   Instagram is the only social media platform I regularly use. My feed is remarkably free from awful political posts, horrible negativity, and people who just enjoy ruining everyone else's day.   Clearly, I curated it well.   It is filled with dark humor, however, which is right up my alley.  The post that made me laugh out loud was part of a series of "Demotivational Messages."  The message started with one of those standard motivational messages:  "The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step." You've probably seen that message tastefully painted on a sign you can hang in your house—the kind you find in a charming little shop in a little town you stopped at on your way to a winery or something.  Then the message went on to say:  "Just like the first step you take before falling into a ditch."  You might n

Honoring Our Veterans on Veterans Day: A Tribute of Gratitude and Reflection

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As we celebrate Veterans Day today, it is vital to reflect on the sacrifices made by countless men and women who have worn the uniform of our nation's military.  This day is not just a marker on our calendars – it is a profound reminder of the bravery and selflessness exhibited by those who have fought to protect our freedoms and uphold the values we cherish as a nation.  We owe a tremendous debt of gratitude to our veterans, whose commitment to serving our country has shaped our lives in ways that often go unnoticed. Their dedication is a testament to the love of country that runs deep within their hearts, pushing them to make sacrifices that most of us could never fathom.  We must take this opportunity to honor their contributions through words, our actions, and our commitment to ensuring their legacy is remembered and celebrated every day of the year. Serving in the military represents a profound choice that demands resilience, courage, and an unwavering commitment to something

Faithful Politics - Week 2: Now What?

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It's over... The Election. Is. Over. [Now breathe deeply] I've issued a personal moratorium on news, news-related media, and news items.  I have no desire to hear how or why President Trump won re-election. I have no desire to hear how or why Kamala Harris failed to get elected. I am done.  I've reached my information quota, and I'm sick to death of listening to politicians posture, grandstand, and evoke the most incredible hyperbole when saying virtually nothing and promising to singlehandedly save America. Before the election, I gave up monitoring and posting on social media hardly at all because I grew weary of the negativity from both liberals and conservatives and the way it made me want to fight, argue, and act out of meanness. I've decided to keep that particular moratorium in place for the foreseeable future.   I seriously don't need the negativity, and I don't need any more reminders that our nation is divided—some might say hopelessly so. I have Ch

What We Love Well, Remains

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I used to draw and paint.  When I was a kid, someone told my mother I had promised, so she spent money so our family wouldn't have to get me oil painting lessons and then tutoring with a retired art teacher who specialized in pencils. I took lessons through middle school and into high school before I finally convinced my mom to give them up.   I realized that to be a truly great artist, I would have to work hard at it. Talent will only get you so far if you are a prodigy, and I was no prodigy.   I wanted to play sports, hang with my friends, and have a girlfriend, so I set aside my paints and pencils and never really picked them up again.   After my mom passed away, I went through some of her belongings, trying to determine what to keep, what to store, and what to let go of. I had to smile when I found some of my drawings and a painting that was kept.  I thought back to those lessons that she couldn't afford.   She took some of them with me so I wouldn't feel strange as the

We All Have Work To Do

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Sometimes, it takes a while for grief to set in properly after the initial shock of loss.   I know this all too well, and I also know that one of the stages of grief is anger, which is what I lived in for a long while after the loss of my mom seven years ago.  It was hard to understand why I felt angry, but the bitterness it brought seemed appropriate and much more accessible to embrace than resignation.   The problem with remaining in anger is that it affects every aspect of our lives, including those around us.  When we don't know what to do with our anger, it can often spill out at the worst possible moments and be directed at the ones we love.  It took me a lot of therapy to understand more fully why I was angry and to realize that although it was a natural state of affairs for me to journey through it, I could not stay there and be a healthy and whole person.   I want to speak to those today who are feeling the shock and grief of Tuesday's election results.  If you were re

The Day After

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Today, many of us have woken up in a different America than we had imagined only yesterday.  We are a divided nation, which is evident from the election results.  Statistically, more than half of the people reading this today are elated, and the rest are despondent.  Some feel this might be the end of America as we know it, and others are triumphant that their ideals were upheld.  I don't have it in me to share a bunch of platitudes about how this is a time for us to put our differences aside and work together in the business of unity.  That's an admirable and worthy conversation, but it's for another day.   Instead, I will speak to the Christian Church, particularly those within it who still believe that the ultimate purpose of anyone who says they follow Jesus is to Love God and Love Everybody.  We've got some work to do.   There has been so much divisive and awful rhetoric during this election.  We've demonized one another, become more fearful, walled off from pe

An Election Day Message

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Today is Election Day, and I will do my best to eloquently discuss the importance of voting and civic engagement as both a privilege and a responsibility, especially for those who say they follow Jesus.   Let's be clear, Jesus never said a thing about voting.   He said many things that were considered political, however. Every time he talked about the Kingdom of God, he made what amounted to a political statement because he compared the kingdoms of this world to God's kingdom.  But the Apostle Paul had a great deal to say about what it meant to be a citizen of the Kingdom of God and a citizen of whatever earthly kingdom was in power.  For Paul, it was important that Christians be the very best citizens they could be.  He exhorted early Christians to be good neighbors, to obey the laws of Rome (as long as they did not violate the higher laws of love), and to do everything they could to live peaceably with everyone.  Paul responded to a genuine issue that early Christians faced i