Out of love
out of the depth of her faith
more pleasing to God
than all the others, all the powerful,
the pious, the rich,
not to its value
but for its worth, its holy worth,
the meaning in the way she gave
when compared to theirs
She gave out of her poverty, all she had,
they from their wealthy, a meager portion indeed
She gave all, all she had
they gave only a proportionate share
updated October 11, 2008
November 19 and November 23, 2007 5:48pm
Luke 20:45-21:4
The scribe and the widow’s offering
part of the sermon, “The Widow’s Might”,
by the Reverend Peter Hey,
Wesley United Methodist Church,
Concord, NH, November 18, 2007
October 15, 2008
Blog Action Day, poverty
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A Widow’s Gift
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Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Her Offering - Blog Action Day
She had but
Meager humble coins
She brought them to Your holy altar
given for You, Lord,
from out of her love
out of her poverty she gave
all she had;
All she had!
giving all to the Lord
Trusting God to provide
to meet her needs
her daily bread, day on day,
Releasing her, empowering her
emboldening her to give all
to turn over her very life
How much more able
are others to give
if we have her faith
even a small measure of her faith
and gave out of our abundance
reaping a greater harvest
sharing, meeting the needs of others
around the world
updated October 11, 2008
November 19, 2007 19:24
Luke 20:45-21:4
The scribe and the widow’s offering
part of the sermon, “The Widow’s Might”,
by the Reverend Peter Hey,
Wesley United Methodist Church,
Concord, NH, November 18, 2007
October 15, 2008
Blog Action Day, poverty
Meager humble coins
She brought them to Your holy altar
given for You, Lord,
from out of her love
out of her poverty she gave
all she had;
All she had!
giving all to the Lord
Trusting God to provide
to meet her needs
her daily bread, day on day,
Releasing her, empowering her
emboldening her to give all
to turn over her very life
How much more able
are others to give
if we have her faith
even a small measure of her faith
and gave out of our abundance
reaping a greater harvest
sharing, meeting the needs of others
around the world
updated October 11, 2008
November 19, 2007 19:24
Luke 20:45-21:4
The scribe and the widow’s offering
part of the sermon, “The Widow’s Might”,
by the Reverend Peter Hey,
Wesley United Methodist Church,
Concord, NH, November 18, 2007
October 15, 2008
Blog Action Day, poverty
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Sunday, September 14, 2008
A fitting prayer
He leapt from the hand of Peter
his legs no longer lame, strong
to let him jump, to shout for joy
praises to God
Redeemed, giving life
by the mighty name of Jesus
who died and who rose
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I can walk! Praise be to God!
September 14, 2008
Acts 3:1-10 and the sermon,
“It’s Not the Size That Matters”,
Pastor Ruth L. Foss,
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his legs no longer lame, strong
to let him jump, to shout for joy
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who died and who rose
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I can walk! Praise be to God!
September 14, 2008
Acts 3:1-10 and the sermon,
“It’s Not the Size That Matters”,
Pastor Ruth L. Foss,
Suncook United Methodist Church
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We Too Can Offer
Like Peter, like John, the faithful
a humble congregation, growing in faith
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Monday, August 11, 2008
Fully Committed
I guess you could say,
Peter was fully committed
in those wondrous moments
stepping from a swaying ship
out onto the rolling seas
The master said “come”, and
he went, over the side,
up onto the waters, walking
as if on dry land
fully committed, in relationship
focused on the living Christ
the Messiah, living with him
studying at his feet,
performing miracles with him
being his hands, feeding the multitude
healing as he was taught
long before the flames
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August 11, 2008
Matthew 14:22-33, Psalm 69:1-3, Psalm 130:1
and sermon, “Reach Out Your Hand”,
by Reverend Lori Eldredge,
North Kingstown United Methodist Church
August 10, 2008
Peter was fully committed
in those wondrous moments
stepping from a swaying ship
out onto the rolling seas
The master said “come”, and
he went, over the side,
up onto the waters, walking
as if on dry land
fully committed, in relationship
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the Messiah, living with him
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being his hands, feeding the multitude
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long before the flames
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August 11, 2008
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by Reverend Lori Eldredge,
North Kingstown United Methodist Church
August 10, 2008
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Sunday, August 10, 2008
Reach Out Your Hands
Like Christ, reaching to Peter,
reach out your hands
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Watch for others crying out
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August 10, 2008
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August 10, 2008
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August 10, 2008
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Impetuous Peter
Impetuous Peter, jumping
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going to Jesus across the waves
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Going because the Master called
We all must change
become like Peter
in that pure, beautiful moment
going when the Master calls
out onto the waters.
August 10, 2008
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North Kingstown United Methodist Church
August 10, 2008
stepping out of the boat
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blindly acting, acting out of his faith
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We all must change
become like Peter
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out onto the waters.
August 10, 2008
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August 10, 2008
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Going to Jesus
Peter, not for praise
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An act of faith
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walking to the Master
uncharted, untrammeled paths
where the Master calls
August 9, 2008
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by Reverend Lori Eldredge,
North Kingstown United Methodist Church
August 10, 2008
not to gain power
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August 9, 2008
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August 10, 2008
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Lifted Up
Peter, sinking, captured by trouble,
his doubt pulling him under
falling below the waters,
the waves, sinking, darkness
Lifted up, rising, by the outstretched hand
the hand of our Savior
ready for him, immediately
reaching for Peter, for each of us
when our faith trembles
when the wind catches our attention
and we too sink
Our loving God is there,
hands ready to save us
August 9, 2008
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and sermon, “Reach Out Your Hand”,
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August 10, 2008
his doubt pulling him under
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Our loving God is there,
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Friday, August 08, 2008
The Rock on the Water
Rocks sink, that is a given,
a certainty we all share
A rock thrown, sinks in the water
How right it is the rock, Peter,
who is the one walking on the waters
the storm around him, walking toward Jesus
Physics, fear, gravity calls him down;
but Jesus lifted him up
And he walked again,
on the waters
August 8, 2008
Matthew 14:22-33
a certainty we all share
A rock thrown, sinks in the water
How right it is the rock, Peter,
who is the one walking on the waters
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Physics, fear, gravity calls him down;
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And he walked again,
on the waters
August 8, 2008
Matthew 14:22-33
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Of More Faith than Most
Christ said “oh ye of little faith”
to the rock, the foundation of the church
how much more, could he say to us
Peter had more faith than most
the others were still scared, buffeted,
in the boat. He came when the Lord said, “come”.
He walked on liquid water, standing and walking
Fear, the winds swirling around him, doubt
caught his human heart; but the Lord lifted him us
and he walked again, on water, back to the boat
walking this time with Christ beside him
How many of us would have tried, left the boat
and ventured out, in faith?
August 8, 2008
Matthew 14:22-33
to the rock, the foundation of the church
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August 8, 2008
Matthew 14:22-33
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Listening to the Wind
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Sunday, August 03, 2008
He Said, “Come” - v2
Out of the fog, the mist, the darkness
The Lord’s voice, he said, “Come”
and Peter did, stepping out
out onto the living water
standing, walking, as if on dry land
walking toward our savior, our Lord
walking on water toward our king.
August 3, 2008
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Suncook, NH, July 27, 2008
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The Lord’s voice, he said, “Come”
and Peter did, stepping out
out onto the living water
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walking toward our savior, our Lord
walking on water toward our king.
August 3, 2008
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Sunday, May 11, 2008
Filled with the Spirit
Filled with the Spirit,
the flames of Pentecost, they preached
in the native tongue of another
Peter stood and spoke, boldly, as they all would,
preaching the truth of the Christ, the Messiah,
killed by man, the Son sacrificed,
as the prophets foretold.
The disciples commissioned on that day
to begin the work we continue,
spreading the hope of salvation
by the gift of God, freely given
and available to all
May 11, 2008
Acts 2:1-21, Pentecost
and sermon by Pastor Ruth L. Foss,
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Wakefield, NH
the flames of Pentecost, they preached
in the native tongue of another
Peter stood and spoke, boldly, as they all would,
preaching the truth of the Christ, the Messiah,
killed by man, the Son sacrificed,
as the prophets foretold.
The disciples commissioned on that day
to begin the work we continue,
spreading the hope of salvation
by the gift of God, freely given
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May 11, 2008
Acts 2:1-21, Pentecost
and sermon by Pastor Ruth L. Foss,
“All Fired Up”, Sanbornville United Methodist Church,
Wakefield, NH
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Monday, April 21, 2008
Sermon given by Pastor Ruth L. Foss, “Get a Piece of the Rock”, Sanbornville UMC, April 20, 2008
1 Peter 2:2-10
How many of you remember that old Prudential Insurance commercial? There was this beautiful background scenery of mountains and the Rock of Gibraltar was right in the middle of it. You remember that Jingle that they had? “Get a piece of the rock” (sing). It was the best insurance. You could stand on this rock for all of your insurance protection needs. The scripture from 1 Peter this morning talks about another rock. . . a living rock. . . a cornerstone to Christians. That rock has a name and its name is Jesus. I don’t know about you. . . but this rock is the one I want to trust in times of trouble. When I need assurance in life. . . it is this stone that I turn to. . . not some insurance company that makes promises they would rather not keep.
This feeling of trust in my “foundation” is eloquently put in a poem from my favorite author, Ray Foss; it is called A Foundation of Love. It reads:
In the beginning
there was God's love
upon this strong foundation,
this rock, all else stands
God's love, His ever hopeful grace
we can depend on, we are assured.
God will open wide
Her arms of love, ready
to welcome us
when we return home.
Upon this strong foundation
we build our lives
of purpose, of service,
spreading the Creator's love
Building Your church
It is upon this Rock that I take refuge.
What is this Rock. . . this living stone. . . that Peter talks about? Well. . . let’s take a look at Peter’s letter to get a glimpse of his understanding of this Rock and Living Stone. How does this letter relate to us as Christians today? This is a Pastoral letter written by the apostle Peter to the exiles in Pontus, Galatia, Cappadocia, Asia and Bithynia. Scholars say that the letter was actually written by one of the disciples of Peter. They used Peters name because they wanted to establish the claim that its teaching reflects that of Peter. The letter addresses a critical situation. The people had become marginalized and abused since their conversion to Christ. The society they once belonged to now treats them as an unwelcome, even dangerous sectarian movement.
This reminds me of how we as Christians are unwelcomed and abused in many circumstances in this world. Some of our friends look at us differently after we have accepted Christ as our Lord and Savior. They call us Jesus freaks, they are afraid to be “themselves” around us because they are afraid that we will “start preaching” to them. We are ridiculed and made fun of for our beliefs. The letter offers realistic encouragement and instructions to Christians attempting to live faithfully in such a situation.
The writer talks about Christ being like a stone, a foundation to build one’s life on. He calls Christ the living stone. Not cold and motionless like a rock but is the life giving quartz we need in life. As the scripture states “as you come”. . . it represents the circumstances under which believers are being built into a “spiritual house”. As the believer comes to Him. . . they are being built. . . being made into. . . the body of Christ. The passage shows the difference. . . the contrast. . . between mans thing of value and God’s thing of value.
++ Man rejected the stone as if it were dead and worthless
++ God has chosen this stone as living and valuable.
These Christians, like Christ and ourselves, are rejected by the world around them but they, and we, are elected. . . chosen. . . and are precious in God’s sight. Christ is the living stone and Christians are living stones as well, full of life and life giving.
Stones are built into houses, but houses are also temples, and in temples holy priest offer spiritual sacrifices. Spiritual sacrifices are surely a reference to the whole shape of the faithful life. . . the life of holiness. It underlines the close relationship between what God has done in Jesus Christ and what God is doing in these Christians and is still doing today through believers.
All Christians are living stones, built into the edifice. But the cornerstone is Jesus Christ. He is the cornerstone because the whole building rests on Him. He is the cornerstone because the building takes its design from Him. Ergo. . . no Christ. . . no building. The chosen and precious turns the allusion in verse 4 into and explicit citation.
++ Christ is chosen - reminds us that the whole pattern of salvation is part of God’s electing plan from the beginning centering in Christ but including all believers.
++ Christ is precious - reminds us of the pervasive distinction between valuable and tawdry goods, the things of heaven and the things of this world.
God’s faithfulness requires responding faith. Those who have faith know that the stone is precious but those who do not have faith, the same stone is not a cornerstone. . . they reject the stone and lay it aside. . . as if it was worthless and it becomes a stumbling block in their lives.
You know. . . all this talk about rocks has gotten me thinking. This reminds me of the transforming work of God in our lives. You see. . . metamorphic rocks are rocks that have “morphed” into another kind of rock. These rocks were once igneous or sedimentary rocks. Now. . . how do sedimentary and igneous rocks change?
Well. . . the rocks are under tons and tons of pressure, which fosters heat buildup, and this causes them to change. If you examine metamorphic rock samples closely, you’ll discover how flattened some of the grains in the rock are. We as Christians. . . as living rocks. . . are put under pressure at times from the “outside.” We are in the process of being formed into. . . being morphed into. . . the likeness of Christ. We may feel the heat at times but it is in those times when we are being shaped into what God would have us be in Christ. . . not what the world would have us be without Christ. We are being built into God’s temple so that we may become ambassadors of Christ. It takes many shapes and sizes of rocks to build a house but they all fit exactly where the “plans” have put us and are all equally important to the whole building. We become a “new kind of rock.” God is continually at work in our midst and is ever building the character of the church and of the individuals who are followers of the Way.
The scripture from 1 Peter this morning reminds us of the difference between Christians and non-Christians is not that we see different things differently but that we see. . . we view. . . the same things differently. We both see Jesus Christ, the rock. But as Christians, the rock we see is the cornerstone, that living stone, of our lives as individuals and as a community. But. . . non-believers just simply reject the rock. The difference between the two views of the same scene is faith.
In this letter from Peter, they great story that feeds faith is absolutely public. It is a word that is declared aloud about the deeds seen clearly. The story of Jesus is not hidden. The language about Jesus is not esoteric, confined to insiders, like the secret languages of lodges or clubs. But when different people hear the very public story, each responds differently. Those who hear the story in faith praise God for God’s wonderful deeds while those who do not hear the story in faith laugh and stumble.
All Christians are called by God to a royal priesthood and all are called to offer sacrifices. Not the sacrifice on the alter (as they did long ago. . . that final sacrifice has already been made by Christ Jesus) but the sacrifice of faithful obedience and the life of love that goes with it. The sacrifice that Christians are called to live is a life without malice, guile, insincerity, envy or slander which 1 Peter 2:1 says we have to put off with our faith.
For believers, Christian identity is our identity. Christian community is our community, and Christian family our family. Especially in a time of ongoing racial tension, Christians (not Caucasians, African American, Hispanic, or Asian people) are a chosen race. For Christians that take 1 Peter seriously, the line on the application that asks for race ought to filled in: “Christian.”
I would like to end my sermon with another poem by my favorite poet. It is called Stones for the Kingdom, it really embodies what the body of Christ should be.
Each of us, irregular stones,
living stones, for the kingdom
each with a place, a part to play
to build up the foundations, the walls
the body of Christ, revealed, proclaimed
living in the church, in each of us together
quartz and sandstone, onyx and sapphire
clay and coal, diamonds and granite
Everyone has a niche, a spot
in the wall, the building
the living stones,
brothers and
sisters of
the cornerstone
our Lord Jesus,
the rock
on which we stand
May we always be that living stone for Christ’s Church, may we always know that we are precious and chosen in God’s eyes, and may we always do our part for the Kingdom of God here on earth. As Christians. . . our motto. . . our slogan. . . in life should not be “Get a Piece of the Rock” but “Become a Piece of the Rock.”
AMEN
How many of you remember that old Prudential Insurance commercial? There was this beautiful background scenery of mountains and the Rock of Gibraltar was right in the middle of it. You remember that Jingle that they had? “Get a piece of the rock” (sing). It was the best insurance. You could stand on this rock for all of your insurance protection needs. The scripture from 1 Peter this morning talks about another rock. . . a living rock. . . a cornerstone to Christians. That rock has a name and its name is Jesus. I don’t know about you. . . but this rock is the one I want to trust in times of trouble. When I need assurance in life. . . it is this stone that I turn to. . . not some insurance company that makes promises they would rather not keep.
This feeling of trust in my “foundation” is eloquently put in a poem from my favorite author, Ray Foss; it is called A Foundation of Love. It reads:
In the beginning
there was God's love
upon this strong foundation,
this rock, all else stands
God's love, His ever hopeful grace
we can depend on, we are assured.
God will open wide
Her arms of love, ready
to welcome us
when we return home.
Upon this strong foundation
we build our lives
of purpose, of service,
spreading the Creator's love
Building Your church
It is upon this Rock that I take refuge.
What is this Rock. . . this living stone. . . that Peter talks about? Well. . . let’s take a look at Peter’s letter to get a glimpse of his understanding of this Rock and Living Stone. How does this letter relate to us as Christians today? This is a Pastoral letter written by the apostle Peter to the exiles in Pontus, Galatia, Cappadocia, Asia and Bithynia. Scholars say that the letter was actually written by one of the disciples of Peter. They used Peters name because they wanted to establish the claim that its teaching reflects that of Peter. The letter addresses a critical situation. The people had become marginalized and abused since their conversion to Christ. The society they once belonged to now treats them as an unwelcome, even dangerous sectarian movement.
This reminds me of how we as Christians are unwelcomed and abused in many circumstances in this world. Some of our friends look at us differently after we have accepted Christ as our Lord and Savior. They call us Jesus freaks, they are afraid to be “themselves” around us because they are afraid that we will “start preaching” to them. We are ridiculed and made fun of for our beliefs. The letter offers realistic encouragement and instructions to Christians attempting to live faithfully in such a situation.
The writer talks about Christ being like a stone, a foundation to build one’s life on. He calls Christ the living stone. Not cold and motionless like a rock but is the life giving quartz we need in life. As the scripture states “as you come”. . . it represents the circumstances under which believers are being built into a “spiritual house”. As the believer comes to Him. . . they are being built. . . being made into. . . the body of Christ. The passage shows the difference. . . the contrast. . . between mans thing of value and God’s thing of value.
++ Man rejected the stone as if it were dead and worthless
++ God has chosen this stone as living and valuable.
These Christians, like Christ and ourselves, are rejected by the world around them but they, and we, are elected. . . chosen. . . and are precious in God’s sight. Christ is the living stone and Christians are living stones as well, full of life and life giving.
Stones are built into houses, but houses are also temples, and in temples holy priest offer spiritual sacrifices. Spiritual sacrifices are surely a reference to the whole shape of the faithful life. . . the life of holiness. It underlines the close relationship between what God has done in Jesus Christ and what God is doing in these Christians and is still doing today through believers.
All Christians are living stones, built into the edifice. But the cornerstone is Jesus Christ. He is the cornerstone because the whole building rests on Him. He is the cornerstone because the building takes its design from Him. Ergo. . . no Christ. . . no building. The chosen and precious turns the allusion in verse 4 into and explicit citation.
++ Christ is chosen - reminds us that the whole pattern of salvation is part of God’s electing plan from the beginning centering in Christ but including all believers.
++ Christ is precious - reminds us of the pervasive distinction between valuable and tawdry goods, the things of heaven and the things of this world.
God’s faithfulness requires responding faith. Those who have faith know that the stone is precious but those who do not have faith, the same stone is not a cornerstone. . . they reject the stone and lay it aside. . . as if it was worthless and it becomes a stumbling block in their lives.
You know. . . all this talk about rocks has gotten me thinking. This reminds me of the transforming work of God in our lives. You see. . . metamorphic rocks are rocks that have “morphed” into another kind of rock. These rocks were once igneous or sedimentary rocks. Now. . . how do sedimentary and igneous rocks change?
Well. . . the rocks are under tons and tons of pressure, which fosters heat buildup, and this causes them to change. If you examine metamorphic rock samples closely, you’ll discover how flattened some of the grains in the rock are. We as Christians. . . as living rocks. . . are put under pressure at times from the “outside.” We are in the process of being formed into. . . being morphed into. . . the likeness of Christ. We may feel the heat at times but it is in those times when we are being shaped into what God would have us be in Christ. . . not what the world would have us be without Christ. We are being built into God’s temple so that we may become ambassadors of Christ. It takes many shapes and sizes of rocks to build a house but they all fit exactly where the “plans” have put us and are all equally important to the whole building. We become a “new kind of rock.” God is continually at work in our midst and is ever building the character of the church and of the individuals who are followers of the Way.
The scripture from 1 Peter this morning reminds us of the difference between Christians and non-Christians is not that we see different things differently but that we see. . . we view. . . the same things differently. We both see Jesus Christ, the rock. But as Christians, the rock we see is the cornerstone, that living stone, of our lives as individuals and as a community. But. . . non-believers just simply reject the rock. The difference between the two views of the same scene is faith.
In this letter from Peter, they great story that feeds faith is absolutely public. It is a word that is declared aloud about the deeds seen clearly. The story of Jesus is not hidden. The language about Jesus is not esoteric, confined to insiders, like the secret languages of lodges or clubs. But when different people hear the very public story, each responds differently. Those who hear the story in faith praise God for God’s wonderful deeds while those who do not hear the story in faith laugh and stumble.
All Christians are called by God to a royal priesthood and all are called to offer sacrifices. Not the sacrifice on the alter (as they did long ago. . . that final sacrifice has already been made by Christ Jesus) but the sacrifice of faithful obedience and the life of love that goes with it. The sacrifice that Christians are called to live is a life without malice, guile, insincerity, envy or slander which 1 Peter 2:1 says we have to put off with our faith.
For believers, Christian identity is our identity. Christian community is our community, and Christian family our family. Especially in a time of ongoing racial tension, Christians (not Caucasians, African American, Hispanic, or Asian people) are a chosen race. For Christians that take 1 Peter seriously, the line on the application that asks for race ought to filled in: “Christian.”
I would like to end my sermon with another poem by my favorite poet. It is called Stones for the Kingdom, it really embodies what the body of Christ should be.
Each of us, irregular stones,
living stones, for the kingdom
each with a place, a part to play
to build up the foundations, the walls
the body of Christ, revealed, proclaimed
living in the church, in each of us together
quartz and sandstone, onyx and sapphire
clay and coal, diamonds and granite
Everyone has a niche, a spot
in the wall, the building
the living stones,
brothers and
sisters of
the cornerstone
our Lord Jesus,
the rock
on which we stand
May we always be that living stone for Christ’s Church, may we always know that we are precious and chosen in God’s eyes, and may we always do our part for the Kingdom of God here on earth. As Christians. . . our motto. . . our slogan. . . in life should not be “Get a Piece of the Rock” but “Become a Piece of the Rock.”
AMEN
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Saturday, April 19, 2008
Stones for the Kingdom
Each of us, irregular stones,
living stones, for the kingdom
each with a place, a part to place
to build up the foundations, the walls
the body of Christ, revealed, proclaimed
living in the church, in each of us together
quartz and sandstone, onyx and sapphire
clay and coal, diamonds and granite
Everyone has a niche, a spot
in the wall, the building
the living stones,
brothers and
sisters of
the cornerstone
our Lord Jesus,
the rock
on which we stand
April 19, 2008
1 Peter 2:2-10
living stones, for the kingdom
each with a place, a part to place
to build up the foundations, the walls
the body of Christ, revealed, proclaimed
living in the church, in each of us together
quartz and sandstone, onyx and sapphire
clay and coal, diamonds and granite
Everyone has a niche, a spot
in the wall, the building
the living stones,
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the cornerstone
our Lord Jesus,
the rock
on which we stand
April 19, 2008
1 Peter 2:2-10
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Wednesday, April 09, 2008
A Moving Faith
By his faith he went
leaving all he had known
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to be with him always
A piety, a trust, that shook the world
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not knowing the end
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April 8, 2008 17:52
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sermon, “Peculiar Treasures II: Abraham on the Move”
by the Rev. Peter Hey,
Wesley United Methodist Church,
Concord, NH, 2/17/08
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to be with him always
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setting out on a journey,
not knowing the end
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April 8, 2008 17:52
Genesis 12:1-9
Genesis 12:1-4a and
sermon, “Peculiar Treasures II: Abraham on the Move”
by the Rev. Peter Hey,
Wesley United Methodist Church,
Concord, NH, 2/17/08
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Monday, March 24, 2008
Witnesses as They Were
Like Peter, the other disciples
we too are witnesses, as they were
to the acts of Jesus, the power of the savior
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in our lives, the lives of the saints before us
the grace upon grace heaped on us
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in the sunrise, the first breath awakening
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pulling me close to her
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proclaiming the good news
March 24, 2008
Acts 14a, 22-32
Alive Now devotional for 3/24/08
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to the acts of Jesus, the power of the savior
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in our lives, the lives of the saints before us
the grace upon grace heaped on us
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alive in the world, newness each day
in the sunrise, the first breath awakening
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pulling me close to her
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proclaiming the good news
March 24, 2008
Acts 14a, 22-32
Alive Now devotional for 3/24/08
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Sunday, March 23, 2008
We were the Disciples
We were the disciples, who betrayed,
who doubted, who were confused
We were the disciples, who ran
We were Peter, denying the Lord,
whom we had walked with,
whom we had known, our brother
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as the cock crowed
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burying our savior in the tomb
March 23, 2008
Service of Tenebrae,
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3/20/08, Pastor Ruth L. Foss
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We were the disciples, who ran
We were Peter, denying the Lord,
whom we had walked with,
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as the cock crowed
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burying our savior in the tomb
March 23, 2008
Service of Tenebrae,
Maundy Thursday
Sanbornville United Methodist Church,
3/20/08, Pastor Ruth L. Foss
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Saturday, March 22, 2008
Before the Flames
long before the flames of power
forty days on
they ran, scattered
before the religious authorities
timid sheep without a shepherd
followers still, not yet true disciples
nowhere to go, to run
Peter in the courtyard
denying the Messiah
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twisted by jealousy, by station
blind to who he is
the scourge, the cross awaits
darkness in the afternoon
the earth shakes as his breath dies
Good Friday is here.
March 21, 2008
Maundy Thursday and Good Friday
forty days on
they ran, scattered
before the religious authorities
timid sheep without a shepherd
followers still, not yet true disciples
nowhere to go, to run
Peter in the courtyard
denying the Messiah
Judas swinging on a tree
The maser before the judge and jury
twisted by jealousy, by station
blind to who he is
the scourge, the cross awaits
darkness in the afternoon
the earth shakes as his breath dies
Good Friday is here.
March 21, 2008
Maundy Thursday and Good Friday
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