delayed sonnet

Though I preached this sermon only a couple of days ago, the events of the week have continued to unfold. Rather than try to update it, I will let it stand as its own little time capsule, even as I continue to figure out how to respond to what is happening around us. “Two Questions”…

In Robert Frost’s poem “Death of the Hired Man,” one of the characters says, Home is the place where, when you have to go there, They have to take you in. That line came to mind as I read about Jesus’ return to Nazareth, his hometown, and left me wondering how we make room for…

Ginger and I are not good at throwing away pumpkins. We buy them every October and then just never seem to discard them as the winter wanders in. We aren’t carvers. The pumpkins sit whole doing nothing but being big and round and orange until the forces of nature that surround them take their toll….

We understand some words better when we tell stories. Here is my sermon for this week. ________________________ About fifteen years ago, when my parents were both still living, Ginger and I were in Texas seeing them as well as friends, which meant we did a good bit of driving. As we were going from Houston…