Our readings for 14th Sunday in Ordinary Time:
- Isaiah 44: 10-14c
- Psalms 66: 1-3, 4-5, 6-7, 16, 20
- Galatians 6: 14-18
- Luke 10: 1-12, 17-20
- Looking for hope
- Do you see God at work around you?
- How does that make you feel?
- Do you think that God is diligently working some master plan?
- Do you think that you have an important role to play in that plan?
- Do you think that God will clue you in to just what that role might be?
- With all of that reason to hope, why don't you feel more hopeful?
- What does that say about God?
- What does that say about you?
- Wondrous deeds
- A friend comes up to you and says "I hear that you're Christian. Why?"
- What would you say to such a person?
- How far back in your life would you start that narrative?
- What characteristics of God would you think would come through in the telling of such a narrative?
- How might telling that story shape you today?
- Discovering what's important
- In once heard an old Jesuit priest say "As I get older, it's harder and harder for me to get around, and I find greater and greater freedom to follow Jesus."
- Would you agree?
- Why do you think that happens to us, that gradual letting go of things/people/grudges/ ... that never really gave us any happiness to begin with?
- Why do you think it takes so long to find and hold to that freedom?
- Does it have to take this long?
- I'm not Billy Graham
- When I was growing up, we Evangelicals looked up to Billy Graham. He never let up, never rested on his laurels, was always humble, and he was truly out there, bringing people to Jesus by the hundreds. Trouble was, not all of us are called to that sort of ministry, and it can be tough to tell sometimes what you are called to.
- Do you think that some people, or some personality types are just naturally better at spreading the Gospel?
- Do you think that those who are naturals at it should be the ones doing that work so that the rest of us can go about doing other things?
- How would you define "saving a soul"?
- What should happen to/for those folks once they get "saved"? Who should look after them?
- If you had never been exposed to Christianity until today, how would you want to be approached? How would you be most likely to accept the Gospel in your life?
- Preparation for Reconciliation
- What in your life is robing you of hope?
- What are you doing to help God be wondrous?
- Are you shedding anything unimportant lately?
- Where might God be drawing you to share His word to others?
Tent Meeting:
The guest preacher was really getting his rhythm on this evening.
Cries of "amen" and "praise the Lord" were gradually building.
Just like a tidal wave coming into shore as it gathers itself.
I was working the meeting as an usher.
Well, really, I was just whatever needed done at the moment.
I knew the knots that held up the tent,
I knew the preacher's schedule to the minute so he didn't have to.
I knew all of the other ushers, what they did, and why.
I knew that this preacher was really special.
There was an old man in the back, by one of the doors.
I made my way over to him and asked if he wanted to sit.
"I'd love to, but that would mean taking someone else's seat" he said.
I left and came back with an old rickety folding chair that I had tucked away.
I told him to take it, but be careful when leaning back, it might throw him.
He looked at me with piercing eyes and asked how I was going to sit.
I told him it was my place to circulate, look for folks in need, do what I can.
He asked if I ever got tired. I said "no", this work is all that I need.
Seeing the folks coming from miles around. Singing and clapping and praising.
That was more than enough for me. All that, and I get to meet some nice people.
He asked me "don't you ever get tired of being in the background, out of the spotlight?"
I told him that's not for me, I prefer to do the little stuff, what I can handle.
I asked him whether I could get him anything to drink, or eat.
He said that a bite would be very appreciated.
I came back with my supper and we shared it together.
Again those piercing eyes. "What are you going to do for the next hungry person you meet?"
I told him that I didn't know, but that I was sure provisions would be there if needed.
I just had to trust and obey.
The old man put his hand on my head and said a private prayer over me.
Thanking me for my witness.
I was confused. I hadn't told him anything about Jesus, just shared a chair and a sandwich.
Then he said "sometimes, that's all that is needed."
He got up and walked off.
The creaky old chair was silent as he got up.
And he didn't leave footprints as he walked away.
But I knew that I had grown a little that day,
By giving away without regrets or worry, just trust.
Shalom!