This sermon is kind of dirty. I don’t mean obscene, I mean muddy – as in, earthen. You will be happy to know it is kind of short too’ I am looking forward to Christmas Eve this year, when I … [Read more...]
Is this sermon about hope?
If I can be personal for a moment, I want to echo Wendell Berry’s poem about trees: “They are the advent they await.” Advent, an arrival or emergence, or as we say in church-speak, a … [Read more...]
Quivering Over the Unity of Past-Present-Future
Well, there is nothing to bring on Advent like waiting for a baby to be born, and nothing harder than trying to write a sermon than when your daughter is in labor. Young Declan Miller-Uueda was … [Read more...]