Welcoming and Listening

A sermon preached at Southminster Presbyterian Church February 11, 2017 Luke 7:18-35 Our text today picks up immediately at the end of the passage from which Deanna so capably preached last week. It was a healing story, where Jesus healed the slave of a Roman Centurion and then brings back to life the dead son…

Nevertheless, She Persisted

Much has been made of the official rebuking of Senator Elizabeth Warren on the floor of the Senate this past week for reading a letter Coretta Scott King wrote in 1986 about our new Attorney General Jeff Sessions. There is so much patriarchal bullshit wrapped in this action. A woman was silenced for reading something…

Risk and Refugees

President Trump signed an executive order on Jan. 27 that bars Syrian refugees from entering the U.S. indefinitely and bars all other refugees for 120 days, and keeps out visitors for 90 days from seven predominantly Muslim countries: Iraq, Syria, Iran, Sudan, Libya, Somalia and Yemen. Initially, as ABC News reported, administration officials said the…

Authority

A sermon preached at Southminster Presbyterian Church in Boise, Idaho January 29 ,2017 Luke 6:1-16 Last week, Jesus was talking to Simon Peter about fishing for people. We considered what that somewhat awkward metaphor might look like today. If you read the rest of chapter 5, it seems that fishing for people involves healing people…

Filled with Rage

A sermon preached at Southminster Presbyterian Church Jan 14, 2017 Luke 4:14-30 I was sorry to miss a chance to worship with you last week. The sermon you didn’t hear preached is here, and it covered the story of John the Baptist, preaching of repentance and baptism. The sanctuary is decorated still for the celebration…

Resolve

Time flows on, in ever widening circles, unfazed by our arbitrary markers of “Tuesday”, “10:00”  or “2017”. The struggles, joys, hopes, and fears we carry will be there for us tomorrow, in a new year, if we choose them again. Maybe we need an excuse for a clean slate, a fresh start. Resolutions could be…

What I Know in my Bones

Think about a favorite memory from your early childhood. Maybe you can see it in your mind, like an old family movie, images reinforced with the family stories told about it.  I “remember” my first trip to Disneyland, even though I was not quite 3 years old. I’ve seen the home movies. I’ve heard the…