January 17, 2021 (Epiphany 2) 1 Samuel 3:1-10, (11-20); John 1:43-51 My daughter Maya was the New Year’s Eve party planner at my house. She brainstormed activities and wrote them on little pieces of paper to put inside a bunch of balloons. Every half hour, we were supposed to pop a balloon and do whatever it said inside. At about 7:00, we popped our first balloon. “Sing Christmas songs,” it directed us. And so a few of us gathered happily around the piano and sang our favorite carols. At 7:30 we popped the next balloon: “Make New Year’s Resolutions.” We all groaned -- no one wanted to do it. Truth be told, I’ve never been a big New Year’s resolution fan. Every year I end up with pretty much the same ideas that I never stick with for long. But I think this time, it was more that I didn’t think I needed to make resolutions. 2020 was a rotten year, but 2021 was going to be totally different. Vaccinations would allow u...
November 8, 2020 Matthew 25:1-13 This Gospel story is horrible. These foolish bridesmaids just can’t get it right and the consequences are dire - like wailing and gnashing of teeth dire. It reminds me of the most recent iteration of my anxiety dream where I am running into church late - without time to put on my robe or print my sermon - and I can’t make my way to the front - and Oran fires me on the spot. Nothing like this has ever come close to happening and yet I can’t tell you how often I have this kind of dream. Today’s Gospel parable is like my worst anxiety nightmare. And it feels a little too realistic at this moment in our national life. Here we are just a few days post-election. I intentionally recorded this sermon on Tuesday, so I wouldn’t know the results yet. So I don’t yet know who wins and who loses. (Maybe you don’t either!) But I do know that either way it goes, unless we can change things fast, we are go...