God is born in love, not in a palace, but in a hay trough. God is born, not into safety and power, but almost immediately into running for his life.
Resurrection is not a return to old life, but the gospel story happening right in the middle of our story!
What if God sees us, just the way we are and loves us still?
Sometimes you have to know the ending to make sense of the beginning of the story.
It’s quite a story. It’s your story, my story too. No matter where our stories might take us, God will redeem.
Sermon for the 2nd Sunday in Lent, Year A
Sermon for the 17th Sunday after Pentecost, Year B
Sermon for the 3rd Sunday of Easter, Year B
Sermon for the 2nd Sunday of Easter, Year B
Sermon for All Saints Sunday, Year A