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Sermons:
(see below)
The Eyes Have It, John 9:1-41,
by Rev. Steven Loftis
Double Exposure,
Ephesians 5:8-14
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by Rev. Randy L. Quinn
Sight and Insight,
John 9:1-41,
by Rev. Randy L Quinn
Oh
Say, Can You See?,
John
9:1-41
by Rev. Thomas Hall
The Good Shepherd, Psalm 23, by Rev.
Thomas Hall
Jesus the Loving Shepherd, Psalm 23, by Rev.
Thomas Hall
We all Like Sheep, Psalm 23, by HW in HI
Telling the Christmas Story, Psalm 23, by DP in DL
Rise'n
Shine, Sleepyhead! Eph. 5:8-14, by D. Dobberstein
New Sight, John 9:1-41, by MH in Austin
Willful Blindness vs the Desire to See, John 9:1-41, by Jim
from BC
Reader's Theater:
A Man Born Blind Receives Sight, John 9:1-41, by Anne in
Providence
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Another Look
a sermon based on Psalm 23
by Rev. Cindy Weber
(This sermon borrows from Walter Brueggemann’s sermon:
“Trusting in the Water-Oil-Food Supply” from The Threat of Life,
pp.90-96.)
I heard a story once about these
prisoners who had been together so long that whenever they told jokes,
instead of actually telling the whole joke, they would just call out
the number of the joke, and everyone would crack up. One day a new guy
came in, and experienced this for the first time. One of the inmates
said, “Joke number 3,” and everyone just laughed and laughed. Then
another one of them said, “Joke number 12,” and that one was even
funnier, evidently, because they laughed until they cried. Then
another one of them said, “Joke number 9,” but this time no one
laughed at all, not one bit. The new guy said, “What happened? Why
didn’t anyone laugh?” One of the other prisoners replied, “Aw, that
guy never could tell a joke.”
For those of us who have been brought up in the church, we could
probably, like those prisoners, instead of actually reading scripture,
or quoting scripture, just say the book, chapter and verse, and the
others of us would be able to respond accordingly. For example, if I
said to you, “John 3:16,” you would know what I meant. Or if I said,
“Genesis 1:1,” you’d know that, too. But perhaps the one that you
would be able to respond to best of all is Psalm 23, or as we usually
call it, The 23rd Psalm.
I recently read a sermon of Walter Brueggemann’s based on this psalm,
and with some of that in mind, I’d like to walk us through this
beloved Psalm, or poem, because that’s what a psalm is, this morning.
“The Lord is my shepherd,” begins the Psalmist. Perhaps one of the
reasons that we love this Psalm so much is that it begins and ends
with the Lord…The Lord, or Yahweh, which Brueggemann uses, and which I
like because it connects us to the God of the Israelites, to the God
of Moses, I Am Who I Am…Yahweh…Yahweh is my shepherd.
There’s a painting that Robert and I have in our house of green hills,
a stream, some sheep. It is a peaceful scene, somewhere that I’d often
like to be. And that’s probably what comes to most of our minds when
we hear the first line of this Psalm. But Brueggemann points out that
in the Bible, the word “shepherd” is a political one. “It means king,
sovereign, lord, authority, the one who directs, to whom I am
answerable, whom I trust and serve.” And so this psalm begins, not
with some warm and fuzzy statement, but rather with a very strong,
very clear statement of allegiance. [continue]
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