I got off the phone with the pastor. With everything up in the air because of covid, I wasn't sure if we'd be able to get baby Zander baptized. But, yes... in a few short days I'll get to bring him to the water and surrender him to that amazing grace.
But, that's another post.
Back to today.
While we were chatting pastor wondered if I'd be able to help with the message for Good Friday. Good Friday is a tough day to preach. Jesus is hanging on a tree. We all stood in the crowd choosing our own agenda over the kingdom of God, shouting "crucify him" at the top of our lungs. What do you say?
I turned to Eddie.
Eddie, if you were asked to preach the sermon on Good Friday, what would you say.
He was quiet a minute.
Then he stuttered...
"God....God....God...
God can choose to die for us
But... but... but
We can't even lift a finger to help each other.
That's what I would preach. "
That will preach, Eddie.
Sometimes we over complicate things. Maybe we should try to remember the world from the vantage point we had as children. Adding all our layers and rational to everything can just obscure what we should be focused on.
I'm going to hold on to Eddie's sermon.
God can choose to die for us, so we should choose to help each other.
Amen.
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