So – here we are. My last sermon with you. And we’re both setting off on new adventures. Now it may not seem like that to you – after all, this isn’t necessarily an adventure of your own choosing – but here’s something important that I have learned: when something happens, you have a choice: … Continued
Let us pray. Now… some of you instantly bowed your head a bit, maybe you closed your eyes. Perhaps you took in a deep breath as you waited to hear how I started the prayer and to whom I addressed it. Others of you did that, but you also groaned a little inside, because you … Continued
Linda Anderson returns to offer some wise words and loving insight on simplicity.
This sermon was delivered at a Maundy Thursday service, held at Clinton Memorial AME Zion Church in Greenport, NY, on Thursday, April 13, 2017. Sometimes the gentle moments are the most striking. There’s a lot to grab our attention this week: the crowds at the gates of Jerusalem… the anger of the Pharisees… the … Continued
Our story (The Table Where Rich People Sit by Byrd Baylor) reflects the kind of gratitude we all wish for – not just to be grateful in a resigned way but to be grateful in a proud way. The family in our story doesn’t have a lot of material goods, but they are rich in … Continued
What do you hope for? What is hope? Is there a way to have hope grounded in the realities of life? Or is it all just empty illusions?
Our Youth Group will share some special thoughts, and we will give special recognition to our teens, RE teachers and advisors.
Homily: I will be honest with you – I really don’t like Mother’s Day. I used to go through a raft of reasons why – I’m not a mother, my mother has died. I hate how a day calling for an end to war has become a day reminding us to call our mothers and … Continued
A contemplation for this Lenten season.
One of the English language’s most famous poems about loss is “Remember” by Christina Rosetti; the sonnet’s final couplet reads Better by far you should forget and smile Than that you should remember and be sad. I for one would rather forget that my father died suddenly at age 60 and remember that try as … Continued