Mark 8:31-38 It’s a small memory, this one, and fleeting, to be sure. I remember it being when I was 6 or 7 when I would be playing with my sisters and neighborhood children in the side yard of our house on South 3rd Street. And this surely is a sign of our sheltered life …
Tag: Lent 2B
Picking Up Our Crosses: Dismantling Fear
Mark 8:31-38 I came home for supper this last Wednesday night. It was Ash Wednesday, and the day had already been full. I had preached at our noon service and so I figured I had a little more time before heading back for evening worship. The sermon was ‘tested’ already and would not need revision. …
Picking Up My Cross: How Shall I Die?
Mark 8:31-38There has been this ‘opportunity’ floating around Face Book lately. If you follow the provided link and insert your name and the year of your birth, you will be given a photograph of a gravestone like this: I’ve done it a couple of times and while the year is always the same, the cause …
On Cross-Bearing
Mark 8:31-38 This is a story that was passed along to us after my dad died. This is how it came to us: Two of my sisters, my two young nephews, my mother and I had traveled east to the town north of Boston which was my dad’s hometown. My sister, Sarah, especially wanted to go …