Reading the passage on Ezekiel this week annoyed me, because it’s about waiting and being patient. It’s like going to the doctors and the waiting room is full. You look questioningly at the receptionist that said you’ll only be waiting for 10mins. Sitting in a busy traffic on Auckland’s rush hour trying to get home except longer.
It’s funny how one week away, time spent with the kids can accumulate so much in the last week of the month. I struggled this week to find a way to share a sermon this morning from this week’s lectionary and the experiences I have had during the week to steer us in a direction around a theme on love.
The story of Cain and Abel is one most who preach avoid. It has a difficult god. It has an evasive lesson. Why is Abel
The parable by Pete Rollins, read this morning, is titled ‘Being the Resurrection’. It contrasts two approaches to being a disciple, a follower, of Jesus. One way was to follow the example of his radical life in behaviour towards others. The other was to take comfort and strength from the belief that Jesus’ resurrection was an assurance of one’s personal salvation. Rollins writes in his commentary on the parable that,
There is an old story about a cobbler who came to Rabbi Isaac of Ger and said: “Tell me what to do about my morning prayer. My customers are poor men who have only one pair of shoes. I pick up their shoes late in the evening and work on them most of the night; at dawn there is still work to be done if the men are to have their shoes ready before they go to work. Now my question is: What shall I do about my morning prayer?”
Palm Sunday. One of those bible stories that got made up to make a message. Not so much about donkeys and humble messiahs. More about ‘don’t presume’. Don’t presume that hope comes dressed in the robes and roles of power – military, political, or even religious. Don’t presume that those so adorned in might will make it alright.