Will you pray for me? Lord, may the words of my lips and the meditations of all our hearts be acceptable in your sight, our Rock and our Redeemer. Amen.
I have a confession to make. For most of my life, I have not been a fan of babies.
He had barely started.
Just begun.
His ministry: new.
The movement: nascent.
His powers: untested.
The Disciples: few.
He had only just begun
way up there in Galilee, the middle of nowhere.
Way up there in Galilee,
where everything changed forever.
Will you pray for me? Lord, may the words of my lips and the meditations of all our hearts be acceptable in your sight, our Rock and our Redeemer. Amen.
I have something I want to get off my chest and I suspect you may have the same complaint. So I’m going to begin this morning’s sermon by indulging in a rant. Think Jerry Seinfeld, but less funny. Think Dennis Leary but with fewer swear words and no cigarette. OK, here we go.
I am tired of earnest people telling me what I should to do to save the world.
Will you pray for me? Lord, may the words of my lips and the meditations of all our hearts be acceptable in your sight, our Rock and our Redeemer. Amen.
Will you pray for me? Lord, may the words of my lips and the meditations of all our hearts be acceptable in your sight, our Rock and our Redeemer. Amen.
Is there anyone here that’s heard the anthem that the choir just sang before?
Will you pray for me? Lord, may the words of my lips and the meditations of all our hearts be acceptable in your sight, our Rock and our Redeemer. Amen.
Lord, may the words of my lips and the meditations of all our hearts be acceptable in your sight, our Rock and our Redeemer. Amen.
Know what I love about Luke? He totally gets why I love living in JP. He totally agrees with me that Jamaica Plain is the best neighborhood in Boston.
JP, say “Amen.” (Amen!)
It’s true! He wrote a whole story about it! I mean, OK, he calls it “Emmaus,” but he’s obviously talking about JP.
In 1819, in Baltimore, at the ordination of one Jared Sparks, a man stood up and preached a sermon. Because of what he said in that sermon, the face of religion in Boston and New England would change forever.