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Winter of Our Discontent

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The central character in John Steinbeck’s novel “The Winter of Our Discontent” is a grocery clerk whose life is filled with discontent. He’s not happy with himself. He’s not happy with others. He’s not happy with life in general. One day, as he is routinely checking...

Out of Order

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There is the story of a man who was worried so much he was on the verge of a nervous breakdown that he decided to see a psychiatrist. “What’s you problem?” the psychiatrist asked. “Actually, I’ve got two problems,” the man replied. “My first problem is that I don’t...

The Gospel is Written on Your Fingers

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Some people think, it seems, that when Judgment Day calls us to accountability we’ll be “judged” by what we say and how we say it. “Inasmuch as you did,” not said, as our life will speak for itself. Or in the words of Mother Teresa, “The gospel is written on…...

Dreams

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This could be offered as a prayer, as you invite people to bow their heads and listen as God is speaking these words to them directly. It is also a powerful way of ending a sermon. I challenge you to hear these words yourself without tears welling up inside...

Faith, love, and hope

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“Faith anchors the moral life in  an awareness of self and responsibility . .. Love structures our awareness of the world and our appreciation of its ordered values . . . Hope focuses our awareness of time on the ‘works prepared before us to walk in’ (Ephesians...

Veni Sancte Spiritus –A Prayer for Pentecost

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Come thou Holy Paraclete, And from they celestial seat Send they light and brilliancy Father of the poor, draw near; Grier of all gifts be here; Come, the soul’s true radiancy Thou of comforters the best, Thou the soul’s most welcome guest, Come in toil refreshingly....