14A 2017

The scripture appointed for today can be found here--note, we are using track 2
Also, please note, this sermon was written in a week where the sitting President used twitter to threaten unprecedented violence against North Korea (implied nuclear holocaust); and white supremacists descended upon the University of Virginia campus in Charlottesville, VA, carrying torches, instilling terror, and attacking counter-protesters. 
Here we are. 
Gale Force Winds
You are not walking on the lake like Peter but on another sea, for this world is a sea; Trials its waves, temptations its storms, and men devouring each other as fishes do. Don't be afraid, step out stoutly lest you sink. When the gale blows and the waves rise, and your weakness makes you fear you will be lost, cry out, 'Lord, I am sinking,' and he who bade you walk will not let you perish. -Augustine of Hippo354-430

Lord, I am sinking.
I read the paper.
I listen to the news.
And, the fishes who are men devour each other.
Lord, I am sinkin…

Proper 10A, What Grace...

As always, the readings can be found here, we are using Track 2 for this three year cycle.
Love. Freely Given.
I mentioned last week that, in my senior year of high school, my Father died. Suddenly, unexpectedly and ultimately, unresolvedly.
And, as I stood at the literal grave, all I could do was wail “I’m sorry, I’m sorry”.
I was sorry for so many things that had not been forgiven, so many things that had hurt my relationship with my father, my father whom I had sought desperately and, ultimately, unsuccessfully to please in life.
And, so, my song at the grave was one of regret at all that was unresolved.
It has taken me upwards of 20 years to forgive myself for being a teenager, to forgive myself for not fitting within the confines of my parent’s expectations, to understand that their love for me was not conditional even when I knew that I could not meet their conditions.
20 years to let go of the “I’m sorry” and sit in the “I love you” of who they were and who I am.
And, so today…