Sunday, October 31, 2010

He First Loved Us (Sermon 10-31-10)

1 John 4:7-21


            If you weren’t aware, today is actually two holidays rolled into one. In fact, it’s two of my favorite holidays. I’ve always loved Halloween. Just like any other kid, I always thought eating loads of candy, playing make-believe, and being out late at night was the perfect combination of things to do. Any insistence by fellow believers over the years on the evil nature of Halloween’s pagan origin has always fallen on deaf ears for me. I never had the misfortune of running into a witches’ coven or any unearthly malevolent being while out loading up on kit-kats and trading whoppers for the good stuff.
            However, a holiday which I have come to celebrate with, albeit less fervor, but no less sincerity and appreciation, is Reformation Day, which also happens to be today. On this day 493 years ago, the day before All Saint’s Day, according the account of Philipp Melanchthon, Martin Luther strolled up to the doors of All Saint’s Church, or Castle Church, in Wittenberg, Germany, and nailed to the door of the church a paper, or disputation, which he had written and also sent a copy of to his archbishop, Albert of Mainz, containing “95 thesis” on “The Power and Efficacy of Indulgences;” criticizing the sale of indulgences, aspects of the doctrine of purgatory in general, and some of the policies of the Pope.

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Greater is He who is in You (or, my Daddy can whip your Daddy) (Sermon 10-24-10)


              What keeps you up at night? Pause to think about that for a moment. Are there things in your past? Things in your future? Questions that are left unanswered? Perhaps, with Halloween almost upon us it’s good to reflect on those things which scare us. As children, of course, the ghouls and the goblins, witches and vampires, all were meant to frighten us but in a fun way. As we grow older, the things which frighten us are no longer fun, in fact we may relish the days when all we had to worry about were whether or not there really was a boogey man hanging out in the closet, or under the bed.

Sunday, October 17, 2010

How We Know What We Know (Sermon 10-17-10)




Though I’ve only been on this Earth for twenty-seven years, over those years life has taught me a number of important lessons about myself. One of those lessons which it has seen fit to teach me over and over again, just to make sure that it sticks, is that I am, in many ways, a bit of an odd-duck.

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

The Family of God (Sermon 10-10-10)

1 John 3:1-3:10

When you hear the word “family,” what do you think of? Maybe it’s your mom and dad, your kids, maybe your grandma and grandpa, your aunts and uncles, your cousins. Or maybe your definition of family is a little broader than that, maybe it includes the friends you grew up with, that one best buddy you’ve had since kindergarten. Are you thoughts about your family great memories? Warm and fuzzy feelings? Or maybe your family is just the opposite; maybe they represent for you everything you don’t want to be. Perhaps your dad was abusive, or your mom was an alcoholic. Who knows?
Family plays a huge factor in determining who you are as a person, whether it’s a good influence or a bad one, it’s impossible to get past the impact your family makes on your decisions and behaviors, the things you love and the things you hate, and the way you deal with them both.

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Love of the World (Sermon 10-3-10)

1 John 2:15-27


                 I am not, by any stretch of the imagination, a sports fan. I hate football, I absolutely loathe racing, and I can think of a hundred things I would love to do more than watch a basketball game. I don’t know who’s coaching who, I don’t know what players have what stats, I have no idea who’s going to the finals, and I don’t care. I don’t watch ESPN, I don’t wear jerseys, and I find that the majority of athletes who most people love are self-obsessed jerks. But despite that fact, there is one sport which has always held a special place in my heart, and that’s baseball.