<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184222163168755106</id><updated>2024-09-28T20:25:24.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Views</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revsummerviews.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184222163168755106/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revsummerviews.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184222163168755106/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Pastor Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07632349934044057811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit4xrgDE3T2VDynSe7Ppz4q8SfXLe_XH7MxEdX_DvlO-I6QWDobFjkl7Nrzk0j-b8eyRFYpjNw4sWjos1yjq8SovxMn4EsWnam4Z1fj2uaPVqT6SZPYC-6RlXULmviGSE/s220/IMG_0050.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>101</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184222163168755106.post-7647971809978752798</id><published>2019-02-22T08:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2019-02-22T08:56:33.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cross</title><content type='html'>

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&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The
cross stands at the very center of our faith and its meaning has been explored
down through the centuries.&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The truth is
that our explanations, while interesting and helpful, always seem to fall
short.&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;C. S. Lewis put it well when he
wrote in &lt;u&gt;Do Souls Go To Heaven&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“We
are told that Christ was killed for us, that His death has washed out our sins,
and that &lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;by dying He disabled
death itself.&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;That is the formula.&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;That is Christianity.&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;That is what &lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;has
to be believed.&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And theories we build up
as to how Christ’s death did all this are, in &lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;my
view, quite secondary: mere plans or diagrams to be left alone if they do not
help us, &lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;and, even if they do help
us, not to be confused with the thing itself.&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;All the same, some &lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;of these
theories are worth looking at.”&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;For
myself, the cross overwhelms me.&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The
image is so powerful that I do not preach on Good Friday, but simply retell the
story.&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What can I add?&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The cross is the ultimate statement of our
denial of God.&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We literally “cross” God
out.&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We say “No” in the most brutal and
direct means possible.&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We nail God’s son
to a cross, raise him from the ground, and let him die amidst ridicule and
threats.&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We say “No”, but God in the
most extraordinary and gracious way says “Yes” to us.&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Jesus offers words of forgiveness from the
cross itself.&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Father, forgive them; for
they know not what they do.”&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Easter and
the Resurrection are God’s confirmation of that grace poured out upon us.&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The cross is the sign of God’s suffering love
that will not let us go even though holding on to us costs Jesus his life.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In
the living of my life, the image stands before me.&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;No matter what I do that rejects and or turns
away from God, the cross is a constant reminder of God’s faithfulness and love
of me.&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;God will not turn away from me no
matter how I say “No”, no matter what the cost.&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/span&gt;I am overwhelmed and humbled by such love.&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;My life has been shaped and changed by that
love and continues to be impacted.&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I
have been marked with the cross of Christ forever.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revsummerviews.blogspot.com/feeds/7647971809978752798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/184222163168755106/7647971809978752798?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184222163168755106/posts/default/7647971809978752798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184222163168755106/posts/default/7647971809978752798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revsummerviews.blogspot.com/2019/02/the-cross.html' title='The Cross'/><author><name>Pastor Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07632349934044057811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit4xrgDE3T2VDynSe7Ppz4q8SfXLe_XH7MxEdX_DvlO-I6QWDobFjkl7Nrzk0j-b8eyRFYpjNw4sWjos1yjq8SovxMn4EsWnam4Z1fj2uaPVqT6SZPYC-6RlXULmviGSE/s220/IMG_0050.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184222163168755106.post-3283787523530462372</id><published>2019-01-02T04:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2019-01-02T04:34:03.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joseph&#39;s Song</title><content type='html'>

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&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;Joseph’s Song&lt;/u&gt; by Pastor Summer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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1.&amp;nbsp; What can I tell you son&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
Your life’s begun&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
A miracle come true&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
How can I keep you safe&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
In this world of hate?&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
Everything’s brand new&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
The angels greet your coming&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
But the king sounds the alarm&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
What can I tell you son&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
You’re the promised one&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
But tonight you’re safely in my arms&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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2.&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What can I tell
you son&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
Of what’s to come&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
The angel didn’t say&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
I’m to be your guide&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
Stand by your side&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
A father I every way&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
While the angels sing your praises&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
The king will seek you harm&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
What can I tell you son&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
You’re the promised one&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
But tonight you’re safely in my arms&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
3.&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What can I tell
you son&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
This world’s undone&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
By sin and misery&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
How can we be saved?&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
God will show the way&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
And somehow you’re the key&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
We wait for the coming kingdom&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
But the world has deadly charm&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
What can I tell you son&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
You’re the promised one&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
But tonight you’re safely in my arms&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
4.&lt;span style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What can I tell
you son&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
My heart’s been won&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
As I look into your eyes&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
What the future holds&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
We’ve not been told&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
So we trust the one on high&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
To keep us in His graces&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
And to hold us in His arms&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
What can I tell you son&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;
You’re the promised one&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: 12pt; margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;But tonight you’re safely in my arm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;sub&gt;&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revsummerviews.blogspot.com/feeds/3283787523530462372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/184222163168755106/3283787523530462372?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184222163168755106/posts/default/3283787523530462372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184222163168755106/posts/default/3283787523530462372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revsummerviews.blogspot.com/2019/01/josephs-song.html' title='Joseph&#39;s Song'/><author><name>Pastor Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07632349934044057811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit4xrgDE3T2VDynSe7Ppz4q8SfXLe_XH7MxEdX_DvlO-I6QWDobFjkl7Nrzk0j-b8eyRFYpjNw4sWjos1yjq8SovxMn4EsWnam4Z1fj2uaPVqT6SZPYC-6RlXULmviGSE/s220/IMG_0050.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184222163168755106.post-4372413673415060021</id><published>2018-04-11T05:34:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2018-04-11T05:34:32.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;h1 style=&quot;line-height: normal; tab-stops: 139.5pt;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Easter Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; Peter came in anguish on that Easter morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;Remembering that bitter night and the way he had run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;He could hear the accusations, hear himself denying,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;He
could hear the rooster crowing with the coming of the sun.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;But
on that Easter morning, a new day had begun&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;His
anguish would be taken with the rising of God’s Son.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;Alleluia,
Alleluia, Alleluia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;Alleluia,
Alleluia, Alleluia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: .25in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .25in; text-indent: -.25in;&quot;&gt;
&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-list: Ignore;&quot;&gt;2.&lt;span style=&quot;font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;Mary came in sorrow on that
Easter morning&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;Remembering
that brutal hill and the way he had cried.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;She
couldn’t hide the tears, or the empty feeling&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;Or
the haunting question of why he had to die.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;But
on that Easter morning, a new day had begun&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;Her
sorrow would be taken with the rising of God’s Son.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;Alleluia,
Alleluia, Alleluia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;Alleluia,
Alleluia, Alleluia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-list: Ignore;&quot;&gt;3.&lt;span style=&quot;font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;Andrew came in anger on that
Easter morning&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;Remembering
the cruel way they had him crucified.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;He
couldn’t see their reasons or understand their fears&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;And
he vowed that he’d never forgive their lies.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;But
on that Easter morning, a new day had begun&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;His
anger would be taken with the rising of God’s Son.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;Alleluia,
Alleluia, Alleluia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-list: Ignore;&quot;&gt;4.&lt;span style=&quot;font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;Thomas came with questions
on that Easter morning&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;Remembering
the dreams they shared as they walked through Galilee.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;Was
he the Messiah, the one for whom they waited, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;The
one who would truly set them free?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;But
on that Easter morning, a new day had begun&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;His
questions would be taken with the rising of God’s Son.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;Alleluia,
Alleluia, Alleluia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;Alleluia,
Alleluia, Alleluia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revsummerviews.blogspot.com/feeds/4372413673415060021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/184222163168755106/4372413673415060021?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184222163168755106/posts/default/4372413673415060021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184222163168755106/posts/default/4372413673415060021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revsummerviews.blogspot.com/2018/04/easter-song.html' title='Easter Song'/><author><name>Pastor Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07632349934044057811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit4xrgDE3T2VDynSe7Ppz4q8SfXLe_XH7MxEdX_DvlO-I6QWDobFjkl7Nrzk0j-b8eyRFYpjNw4sWjos1yjq8SovxMn4EsWnam4Z1fj2uaPVqT6SZPYC-6RlXULmviGSE/s220/IMG_0050.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184222163168755106.post-5061245083534260126</id><published>2018-03-02T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2018-03-02T05:47:08.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Repent!  - Good News?</title><content type='html'>Repent! &amp;nbsp;When we here the word, we usually envision the person on the street corner with a placard or the fire and brimstone preacher pounding on the pulpit. &amp;nbsp;For us, there’s an ominous quality to the word. &amp;nbsp;We rarely think of it as good news. &amp;nbsp; And yet, “Repent” is how Jesus began his ministry and the scripture tells us that it was good news. &amp;nbsp;How can that be? &amp;nbsp;Repentance begins with the painful truth that something is fundamentally broken and off in our world and in our lives and needs to change. &amp;nbsp;Change is at the heart of repentance. &amp;nbsp;As difficult as it is to hear that word, it’s true. &amp;nbsp;The shooting in Parkland is just the most recent reminder that the world is broken and change is needed. &amp;nbsp;As we look at our own lives, we can own that brokenness. &amp;nbsp;There’s a cause to our sleepless nights and anxious days that needs to be addressed. &amp;nbsp;With the call to repentance, Jesus is simply speaking the truth. &amp;nbsp;The good news is that he came not only acknowledge the need for change but to make that change possible. &amp;nbsp;Grace, the love of God, is the door to new life and new beginnings. &amp;nbsp;With grace, change happens. &amp;nbsp;We sees that in the lives of the people Jesus impacted. &amp;nbsp;Peter was changed. &amp;nbsp;Mary Magdalene was changed. &amp;nbsp;Paul was changed. &amp;nbsp;That power of change was poured out through Christ into whole world. &amp;nbsp;That’s why Jesus’ call to repent is good news. &amp;nbsp;The change we need in our lives, the change we need in the world, is made possible through Christ.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revsummerviews.blogspot.com/feeds/5061245083534260126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/184222163168755106/5061245083534260126?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184222163168755106/posts/default/5061245083534260126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184222163168755106/posts/default/5061245083534260126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revsummerviews.blogspot.com/2018/03/repent-good-news.html' title='Repent!  - Good News?'/><author><name>Pastor Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07632349934044057811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit4xrgDE3T2VDynSe7Ppz4q8SfXLe_XH7MxEdX_DvlO-I6QWDobFjkl7Nrzk0j-b8eyRFYpjNw4sWjos1yjq8SovxMn4EsWnam4Z1fj2uaPVqT6SZPYC-6RlXULmviGSE/s220/IMG_0050.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184222163168755106.post-4883977963919834058</id><published>2017-09-02T06:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2017-09-02T06:06:16.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We&#39;ve got work to do</title><content type='html'>&quot;We&#39;ve got work to do.&quot; &amp;nbsp;Those were the final words Officer Steve Perez said to his family as he headed out into the storm, Hurricane Harvey in Houston. &amp;nbsp;His family didn&#39;t want him to go, but Officer Perez had been serving the city of Houston for over 30 years, and there were people in need. &amp;nbsp;He went out into the storm and tragically lost his life, but he wouldn&#39;t have had it any other way. &amp;nbsp;As I&#39;ve prayed for Officer Perez&#39;s family, I&#39;ve thought about his words and actions. &amp;nbsp;In a very real way, they reflect what Jesus said about discipleship. &amp;nbsp;You go out into the storm because there are people in need. &amp;nbsp;Jesus&#39; words, &quot;Deny yourself.&quot; &amp;nbsp;You go out into the storm even though it is dangerous. &amp;nbsp;Jesus words, &quot;Take up your cross.&quot; &amp;nbsp;You go out into the storm because we have work to do. &amp;nbsp;Jesus&#39; words, &quot;Follow me.&quot; &amp;nbsp;Jesus always made it clear that discipleship was costly. &amp;nbsp;That cost can get lost in a world that wants things to be easy and risk free. &amp;nbsp;Even in the church, the cost can be lost because we don&#39;t want to lose the idea of grace. &amp;nbsp;Grace says we don&#39;t have to earn God&#39;s love. &amp;nbsp;There is nothing we have to do. &amp;nbsp;Grace is a gift. &amp;nbsp;All of this is true, but grace does not need to come at the expense of discipleship. &amp;nbsp;We need to hear the distinction. &amp;nbsp;We are disciples not in order to be loved, but because we are loved. &amp;nbsp;Jesus says to us &quot;I love you, I have forgiven you, and you are mine, now and always. &amp;nbsp;That&#39;s a given. &amp;nbsp;Now take a look. &amp;nbsp;There&#39;s a storm out there, people are in need, and we&#39;ve got work to do.&quot; &amp;nbsp;May we hear the call. &amp;nbsp;May we be disciples of Jesus. &amp;nbsp;We&#39;ve got work to do.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revsummerviews.blogspot.com/feeds/4883977963919834058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/184222163168755106/4883977963919834058?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184222163168755106/posts/default/4883977963919834058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184222163168755106/posts/default/4883977963919834058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revsummerviews.blogspot.com/2017/09/weve-got-work-to-do.html' title='We&#39;ve got work to do'/><author><name>Pastor Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07632349934044057811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit4xrgDE3T2VDynSe7Ppz4q8SfXLe_XH7MxEdX_DvlO-I6QWDobFjkl7Nrzk0j-b8eyRFYpjNw4sWjos1yjq8SovxMn4EsWnam4Z1fj2uaPVqT6SZPYC-6RlXULmviGSE/s220/IMG_0050.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184222163168755106.post-9062376351994575198</id><published>2017-05-16T06:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2017-05-16T06:09:51.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pentecost</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;Acts 2:11 – “In our
own languages we hear them speaking about God’s deeds of power.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Pentecost is the day Holy Spirit descended as tongues of fire on those first disciples and sent
them out into the streets of &lt;st1:city w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Jerusalem. &amp;nbsp;They told t&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;he good news of the Gospel to people from all corners of the known
world.&amp;nbsp; As I look at that story, the miracle
of Pentecost is not so much that those first disciples were able to speak in so
many different languages to the people gathered in the city.&amp;nbsp; The miracle is that everyone who listened to
those disciples running out into the streets of &lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Jerusalem&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; heard the disciples’ message as
good news.&amp;nbsp; The Gospel of God’s love is
universal.&amp;nbsp; The message speaks to
everyone and speaks with power.&amp;nbsp; And we, as Jesus’ disciples today ,have the opportunity, like those disciples of old, to
share that good news.&amp;nbsp; The question is what
stops us?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We
know how to share good news.&amp;nbsp; We do it
all time.&amp;nbsp; A new child is born into our
family, and we will tell everyone we meet.&amp;nbsp;
We‘re compelled to do so.&amp;nbsp; When I
became a Grandpa, I let the world know.&amp;nbsp;
Nothing was going to stop me.&amp;nbsp; Strangers
in the grocery store heard about Anna and Evelyn.&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; However,
with the good news of the Gospel, we tend to hold back.&amp;nbsp; Why?&amp;nbsp; For
some of us, our experience of the Gospel is a private matter.&amp;nbsp; For some of us, we are still waiting for that
transformative experience of the Gospel.&amp;nbsp;
We listen to the stories of others, but do not feel we have our
own.&amp;nbsp; For some of us, we don’t want to be
branded a religious fanatic. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Whatever
the reason, we need to listen again to the story of Pentecost.&amp;nbsp; Everyone who heard the Gospel that day heard
it as good news.&amp;nbsp; People are longing for
good news in their lives and we have good news to share.&amp;nbsp; People need to hear that a God of grace
watches over them and walks beside them.&amp;nbsp;
People need to hear that they are forgiven and can be set free.&amp;nbsp; People need to hear that God is real and at
work in the world.&amp;nbsp; We are the ones who
can give voice to God’s promise.&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My
prayer, in this season of Pentecost, is that we open ourselves to the power of
the Holy Spirit that can fill us with grace, send us out into the world, and
have us tell the story.&amp;nbsp; The world needs
to hear the Gospel.&amp;nbsp; And we, who have
known the Gospel in our lives, are the ones to be a witness.&amp;nbsp; May we go and tell.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Peace,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Pastor
Summer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revsummerviews.blogspot.com/feeds/9062376351994575198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/184222163168755106/9062376351994575198?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184222163168755106/posts/default/9062376351994575198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184222163168755106/posts/default/9062376351994575198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revsummerviews.blogspot.com/2017/05/pentecost.html' title='Pentecost'/><author><name>Pastor Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07632349934044057811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit4xrgDE3T2VDynSe7Ppz4q8SfXLe_XH7MxEdX_DvlO-I6QWDobFjkl7Nrzk0j-b8eyRFYpjNw4sWjos1yjq8SovxMn4EsWnam4Z1fj2uaPVqT6SZPYC-6RlXULmviGSE/s220/IMG_0050.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184222163168755106.post-2556617256141547464</id><published>2017-01-31T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2017-01-31T18:21:31.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Was A Stranger</title><content type='html'>Matthew 25:35 - And Jesus said, &amp;nbsp;&quot;I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you welcomed me.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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These words of Jesus haunt me, particularly in light of what is happening in the world. &amp;nbsp;Immigration is a hot topic. &amp;nbsp;Because of the violence in the Middle East, there are more refugees than at any other time since World War II. &amp;nbsp;The images are heart breaking. &amp;nbsp;The numbers are unbelievable. &amp;nbsp;What is to be our response? &amp;nbsp;Social media is filled with comments on both sides of the issue. &amp;nbsp;I have intentionally not joined the fray. &amp;nbsp;People seem to be shouting at each other rather than listening. &amp;nbsp;There seems to be a great deal of finger pointing without resolution. &amp;nbsp;People seem to be hardening their positions and becoming increasingly sure they are right. &amp;nbsp;All of this brings me back to the words of Jesus. &amp;nbsp;They will not leave me alone. &amp;nbsp;They challenge me to see in the stranger, the hungry, and the thirsty, the face of Jesus. &amp;nbsp;His words do not let me turn away. &amp;nbsp;They challenge me to find a way to open the door and welcome the stranger, to feed the hungry, and to provide drink for the thirsty. &amp;nbsp;I know it will not be easy. &amp;nbsp;I know it will not be risk free. &amp;nbsp;At times, I am overwhelmed with the challenge, but Jesus&#39; words will not let me go and so I pray. &amp;nbsp;I pray for guidance, and courage, and grace. &amp;nbsp;I pray to find a way, in my own life, to open the door.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revsummerviews.blogspot.com/feeds/2556617256141547464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/184222163168755106/2556617256141547464?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184222163168755106/posts/default/2556617256141547464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184222163168755106/posts/default/2556617256141547464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revsummerviews.blogspot.com/2017/01/i-was-stranger.html' title='I Was A Stranger'/><author><name>Pastor Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07632349934044057811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit4xrgDE3T2VDynSe7Ppz4q8SfXLe_XH7MxEdX_DvlO-I6QWDobFjkl7Nrzk0j-b8eyRFYpjNw4sWjos1yjq8SovxMn4EsWnam4Z1fj2uaPVqT6SZPYC-6RlXULmviGSE/s220/IMG_0050.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184222163168755106.post-9030591938041547989</id><published>2016-11-22T06:26:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2016-11-22T06:26:41.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christ the King</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;The King&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;The King came unexpected on a dark and holy night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;With shepherds in the fields, and all were filled with fright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;When
the angels came in glory, proclaimed the newborn King&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;Peace
to all the world, the angels they would sing&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;The
world speaks of hatred&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;But
the King tells us to love&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;In
the world it’s signs of warfare&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;With
the King, signs of the dove&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;In
the world children suffer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;In
the kingdom children sing&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;So
in this broken world&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;I’m
listening to the King&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;The
King he had no army yet people followed him&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;Healing
bodies broken, forgiving people’s sin&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;He
had no time for the rulers, with the poor he’d take his stand&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;To
gather in the hurt and lost became his gracious plan&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;The
King would be rejected by those who feared the truth&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;How
could he be God’s son, they demanded proof&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;They
brought him before Pilate, to sentence him to death&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;They
thought his rule was over with his final breath&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;The
King would wear a crown, though it was made of thorns&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;And
on the cross he died amidst the cries of scorn&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;But
the King would rise on Easter and he will come again&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;&quot;&gt;For
his kingdom is eternal and his grace will never end&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revsummerviews.blogspot.com/feeds/9030591938041547989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/184222163168755106/9030591938041547989?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184222163168755106/posts/default/9030591938041547989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184222163168755106/posts/default/9030591938041547989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revsummerviews.blogspot.com/2016/11/christ-king.html' title='Christ the King'/><author><name>Pastor Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07632349934044057811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit4xrgDE3T2VDynSe7Ppz4q8SfXLe_XH7MxEdX_DvlO-I6QWDobFjkl7Nrzk0j-b8eyRFYpjNw4sWjos1yjq8SovxMn4EsWnam4Z1fj2uaPVqT6SZPYC-6RlXULmviGSE/s220/IMG_0050.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184222163168755106.post-6668524877060491362</id><published>2016-09-23T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2016-09-23T12:55:09.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You know what to do</title><content type='html'>This past Sunday, we had the story of the dishonest steward. &amp;nbsp;It is confusing at best. &amp;nbsp;However, if I step back and look at it as whole something comes into focus. &amp;nbsp;If I begin with the premise that Jesus is talking about me when he is talking about the dishonest steward, what is he saying. &amp;nbsp;He&#39;s saying we know what to do to make things happen in this world. We know our gifts. &amp;nbsp;We swing into action. However, it seems different in our life of faith. &amp;nbsp;We sit in church and worry about our declining numbers. &amp;nbsp;What if it was our business instead of the church. &amp;nbsp;Would we sit still and fret? &amp;nbsp;No, we would take action. &amp;nbsp;If someone in our family was in need, would we form a committee to form a plan to do something. &amp;nbsp;No, we would act. &amp;nbsp;We would find the time. &amp;nbsp;We would find the resources. &amp;nbsp;We would make the sacrifices. &amp;nbsp;In looking at this parable, maybe Jesus is saying, people of God you know what to do, do it.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revsummerviews.blogspot.com/feeds/6668524877060491362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/184222163168755106/6668524877060491362?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184222163168755106/posts/default/6668524877060491362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184222163168755106/posts/default/6668524877060491362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revsummerviews.blogspot.com/2016/09/you-know-what-to-do.html' title='You know what to do'/><author><name>Pastor Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07632349934044057811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit4xrgDE3T2VDynSe7Ppz4q8SfXLe_XH7MxEdX_DvlO-I6QWDobFjkl7Nrzk0j-b8eyRFYpjNw4sWjos1yjq8SovxMn4EsWnam4Z1fj2uaPVqT6SZPYC-6RlXULmviGSE/s220/IMG_0050.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184222163168755106.post-8893624362467808406</id><published>2016-07-08T07:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2016-07-08T07:24:38.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dallas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
Once again, violence has struck. &amp;nbsp;There is sniper fire in Dallas and 5 police officers are killed. &amp;nbsp;They were watching over what had been a peaceful demonstration of people gathered to speak out against violence. &amp;nbsp;I am at once shocked, heartbroken, and appalled. &amp;nbsp;I am reminded of what I wrote after the Paris attack. &amp;nbsp;I wrote that two impulses come to me. &amp;nbsp;One is the desire to make sense of what has happened and the other is to take some action. &amp;nbsp;The first impulse is an illusive goal. &amp;nbsp;There is no way you can make sense of a senseless act. &amp;nbsp;In the coming days, my feeling is that all the explanations will fall short. &amp;nbsp;As a person of faith, I believe the scriptures offer the best guidance. &amp;nbsp;The scriptures simply acknowledge that we live in a dark, broken, and sinful world where, tragically, terrible things can happen to good people. &amp;nbsp;My faith also allows me to face that truth and not be undone which brings me to my second impulse.&lt;/div&gt;
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My second impulse is to take some meaningful action is response to what has happened. &amp;nbsp;Again, as a person of faith, I will pray, but I know that my prayers can feel as though they are just so many words spoken in the darkness. &amp;nbsp;What do my prayers do? &amp;nbsp;Certainly, they do not inform God of what is happening. &amp;nbsp;God is already grieving the loss and sorrow that has taken place and is standing by the families and friends of those officers and all who have lost loved ones to violence. &amp;nbsp;My prayer is not to alert God. &amp;nbsp;My prayer gives voice to my own sorrow, hurt, and outrage. &amp;nbsp;But more than a cry to the Holy One who listens and understands, my prayer is a declaration that the darkness will not win for I am a child of the light. &amp;nbsp;My prayer is an invitation to God to work through me in this broken world that the light might shine. &amp;nbsp;My prayer is an affirmation of my faith that &quot;the light shines in the darkness and the darkness has not overcome it.&quot; &amp;nbsp;On this day of sorrow, may the light shine!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14.0pt;&quot;&gt;On May 15, we once again celebrated
Pentecost.&amp;nbsp; Once again, we heard the
story.&amp;nbsp; Once again, we confirmed our
young people.&amp;nbsp; Once again, we adorned the
sanctuary in red.&amp;nbsp; Pentecost is a day of
celebration.&amp;nbsp; It is seen as the birthday
of the church when the Holy Spirit was poured out on the people of God gathered
in that upper room.&amp;nbsp; The Holy Spirit came
in wind and fire, and sent those gathered out into the streets of &lt;st1:city w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Jerusalem&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; to proclaim the
Gospel.&amp;nbsp; Everyone who heard those early
disciples understood and responded to that good news of God&#39;s love, which, in many ways, is
more of a miracle than speaking in other languages.&amp;nbsp; Pentecost declares that the Gospel is for
everyone.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14.0pt;&quot;&gt;Yes, on May 15, we celebrated Pentecost, but it was more
than a day when we looked back at the working of the Holy Spirit.&amp;nbsp; Pentecost is also present tense.&amp;nbsp; The Holy Spirit is still poured out on the
people of God.&amp;nbsp; It was poured out on those
young people who were confirmed, but it is also&amp;nbsp;poured out on the people of &lt;st1:city w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Zion&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&amp;nbsp; It is poured out on God’s people wherever
they are gathered.&amp;nbsp; And like Pentecost of
old, the Holy Spirit sends us out into the streets of the city to proclaim the
Gospel in word and deed.&amp;nbsp; It is a Gospel
that still needs to be heard.&amp;nbsp; It is a
Gospel that still has the power to change the world.&amp;nbsp; It is Gospel that is still for everyone.&amp;nbsp; Let us keep Pentecost alive in our hearts and
in our lives.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revsummerviews.blogspot.com/feeds/3258590684570648232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/184222163168755106/3258590684570648232?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184222163168755106/posts/default/3258590684570648232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184222163168755106/posts/default/3258590684570648232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revsummerviews.blogspot.com/2016/05/pentecost.html' title='Pentecost'/><author><name>Pastor Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07632349934044057811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit4xrgDE3T2VDynSe7Ppz4q8SfXLe_XH7MxEdX_DvlO-I6QWDobFjkl7Nrzk0j-b8eyRFYpjNw4sWjos1yjq8SovxMn4EsWnam4Z1fj2uaPVqT6SZPYC-6RlXULmviGSE/s220/IMG_0050.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184222163168755106.post-2095074162318167128</id><published>2016-04-22T08:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2016-04-22T08:10:39.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Christ Known</title><content type='html'>As Christians, we celebrate the good news of Easter. &amp;nbsp;We sometimes proclaim the resurrection as though Jesus being raised from the dead is a simple observational fact, when it&#39;s not. &amp;nbsp;The early disciples were confronted with an empty tomb. &amp;nbsp;Only faith would lead them to see something more. &amp;nbsp;And faith would only happen with an encounter with the risen Lord. It wasn&#39;t only Thomas who had doubts. &amp;nbsp;It was true for Mary. &amp;nbsp;It was true for Peter. &amp;nbsp;Each had to encounter Jesus. &amp;nbsp;Thomas had to put his fingers in the marks of the nails for him to believe. &amp;nbsp;He is not alone. &amp;nbsp;His story is our story. &amp;nbsp;The question becomes how do we encounter the risen Lord? &amp;nbsp;How do we place our fingers in the marks of the nails? &amp;nbsp;This is where the gospel becomes even more amazing. &amp;nbsp;The risen Lord is made known through us, the people of God. &amp;nbsp;As we bear the marks of the nails, as we are disciples, we make Christ known. &amp;nbsp;God uses our witness to make faith happen in the lives of others. &amp;nbsp;I am grateful for every opportunity we have to serve others in the world, &amp;nbsp;Each opportunity is an occasion for grace. &amp;nbsp;Each opportunity is an occasion for faith to happen.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revsummerviews.blogspot.com/feeds/2095074162318167128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/184222163168755106/2095074162318167128?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184222163168755106/posts/default/2095074162318167128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184222163168755106/posts/default/2095074162318167128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revsummerviews.blogspot.com/2016/04/making-christ-known.html' title='Making Christ Known'/><author><name>Pastor Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07632349934044057811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit4xrgDE3T2VDynSe7Ppz4q8SfXLe_XH7MxEdX_DvlO-I6QWDobFjkl7Nrzk0j-b8eyRFYpjNw4sWjos1yjq8SovxMn4EsWnam4Z1fj2uaPVqT6SZPYC-6RlXULmviGSE/s220/IMG_0050.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184222163168755106.post-4761625471698025298</id><published>2016-02-05T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2016-02-05T07:14:40.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lenten Invitation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: 11.0pt;&quot;&gt;“Return
to the Lord, your God, for he is gracious and merciful,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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love.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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2:13&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Palatino Linotype&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: 11.0pt;&quot;&gt;Do you recognize
these words from the prophet Joel?&amp;nbsp; We
hear them every year at our Ash Wednesday service as we begin our Lenten
journey.&amp;nbsp; We also sing them every Sunday
throughout Lent, prior to hearing the reading of the Gospel.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Return
to the Lord your God.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;The emphasis
of Lent is to turn, or re-turn, to God.&amp;nbsp;
Day in and day out, the world has our attention.&amp;nbsp; Lent calls us to turn our attention to
God.&amp;nbsp; The demands of our lives are
constantly turning our focus outward.&amp;nbsp; Lent
invites us to turn our focus inward, that we might focus on Jesus and our
relationship with him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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forty days of Lent, we invite you to pause for reflection.&amp;nbsp; Use the gifts of the church to help you
re-turn to God.&amp;nbsp; There are&amp;nbsp;opportunities for prayer, worship, and bible
study. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Palatino Linotype&#39;, serif; font-size: 11pt;&quot;&gt;This Lent,
return to the Lord your God, and discover the One who is gracious and merciful,
slow to anger, and abounding in steadfast love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revsummerviews.blogspot.com/feeds/4761625471698025298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/184222163168755106/4761625471698025298?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184222163168755106/posts/default/4761625471698025298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184222163168755106/posts/default/4761625471698025298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revsummerviews.blogspot.com/2016/02/lenten-invitation.html' title='Lenten Invitation'/><author><name>Pastor Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07632349934044057811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit4xrgDE3T2VDynSe7Ppz4q8SfXLe_XH7MxEdX_DvlO-I6QWDobFjkl7Nrzk0j-b8eyRFYpjNw4sWjos1yjq8SovxMn4EsWnam4Z1fj2uaPVqT6SZPYC-6RlXULmviGSE/s220/IMG_0050.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184222163168755106.post-480421712457315705</id><published>2015-11-14T06:17:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2015-11-14T06:17:22.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray for Paris</title><content type='html'>I&#39;m still reeling from the events of yesterday. &amp;nbsp;Darkness has struck again. &amp;nbsp;Bombs exploding. &amp;nbsp;Guns firing. &amp;nbsp;127 people left dead in the city of Paris. &amp;nbsp;I am at once shocked, heartbroken, and appalled. &amp;nbsp;As I write this morning, I am seized by two impulses. &amp;nbsp;One is the desire to make sense of what has happened and the other is to take some action. &amp;nbsp;The first impulse is an illusive goal. &amp;nbsp;There is no way you can make sense of a senseless act. &amp;nbsp;In the coming days, my feeling is that all the explanations will fall short. &amp;nbsp;As a person of faith, I believe the scriptures offer the best guidance. &amp;nbsp;The scriptures simply acknowledge that we live in a dark, broken, and sinful world where, tragically, terrible things can happen to innocent people. &amp;nbsp;My faith also allows me to face that truth and not be undone which brings me to my second impulse.&lt;br /&gt;
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My second impulse is to take some meaningful action is response to what has happened. &amp;nbsp;Again, as a person of faith, I will pray, but I know that my prayers can feel as though they are just so many words spoken in the darkness. &amp;nbsp;What do my prayers do? &amp;nbsp;Certainly, they do not inform God of what is happening. &amp;nbsp;God is already grieving the loss and sorrow that has taken place and is standing by the families and friends who have lost loved ones. &amp;nbsp;My prayer is not to alert God. &amp;nbsp;My prayer gives voice to my own sorrow, hurt, and outrage. &amp;nbsp;But more than a cry to the Holy One who listens and understands, my prayer is a declaration that the darkness will not win for I am a child of the light. &amp;nbsp;My prayer is an invitation to God to work through me in this broken world that the light might shine. &amp;nbsp;My prayer is an affirmation of my faith that &quot;the light shines in the darkness and the darkness has not overcome it.&quot; &amp;nbsp;On this day of sorrow, may the light shine!&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace,&lt;br /&gt;
Pastor Summer</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revsummerviews.blogspot.com/feeds/480421712457315705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/184222163168755106/480421712457315705?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184222163168755106/posts/default/480421712457315705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184222163168755106/posts/default/480421712457315705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revsummerviews.blogspot.com/2015/11/pray-for-paris_14.html' title='Pray for Paris'/><author><name>Pastor Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07632349934044057811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit4xrgDE3T2VDynSe7Ppz4q8SfXLe_XH7MxEdX_DvlO-I6QWDobFjkl7Nrzk0j-b8eyRFYpjNw4sWjos1yjq8SovxMn4EsWnam4Z1fj2uaPVqT6SZPYC-6RlXULmviGSE/s220/IMG_0050.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184222163168755106.post-5313165024139393120</id><published>2015-09-24T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2015-09-24T08:34:14.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabbath Time</title><content type='html'>In our crazy lives, time is one of our most precious commodities. &amp;nbsp;We complain that we do not have enough hours in the day to do everything that needs to be done. &amp;nbsp;We find that the demands of our schedule dictate our lives. &amp;nbsp;We spend our time juggling all of our commitments. &amp;nbsp;Time is the one thing everyone wants and time is the one thing we feel we can&#39;t afford to give.&amp;nbsp;We find ourselves saying we would do many things if only we had the time. &lt;br /&gt;
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As with everything else in our lives, God understands our dilemma. &amp;nbsp;The struggle with time is universal and has been with us from the beginning. &amp;nbsp;One of God&#39;s most gracious gift is the gift of Sabbath, a holy time set apart from the craziness of life. &amp;nbsp;A time for God. &amp;nbsp;A time for family. &amp;nbsp;A time to be still. &amp;nbsp;Back in the day, Sunday used to be that time. &amp;nbsp;Sunday is not sacred as it once was, but Sabbath should be. &amp;nbsp;God invites us to create Sabbath in our lives. &amp;nbsp;It doesn&#39;t have to be Sunday, but it needs to be for our emotional, mental, and physical health. &amp;nbsp;Sabbath is also needed for our spiritual health. &amp;nbsp;Mother Theresa was once asked how often she prayed. &amp;nbsp;She said she prayed for an hour every morning. &amp;nbsp;She was then asked how often she prayed when she was busy. &amp;nbsp;She answered that when live got crazy, she prayed two hours. &amp;nbsp;Her surprising answer comes with some much needed truth. &amp;nbsp;God calls us to set aside a time for Sabbath. &amp;nbsp;Sabbath was created for us. &amp;nbsp;May we restore that holy time to our lives.&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace,&lt;br /&gt;
Pastor Summer</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revsummerviews.blogspot.com/feeds/5313165024139393120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/184222163168755106/5313165024139393120?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184222163168755106/posts/default/5313165024139393120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/184222163168755106/posts/default/5313165024139393120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revsummerviews.blogspot.com/2015/09/sabbath-time.html' title='Sabbath Time'/><author><name>Pastor Summer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07632349934044057811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit4xrgDE3T2VDynSe7Ppz4q8SfXLe_XH7MxEdX_DvlO-I6QWDobFjkl7Nrzk0j-b8eyRFYpjNw4sWjos1yjq8SovxMn4EsWnam4Z1fj2uaPVqT6SZPYC-6RlXULmviGSE/s220/IMG_0050.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-184222163168755106.post-8793162066320789282</id><published>2015-07-23T11:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2015-07-23T11:02:26.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth Gathering - Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
There&#39;s nothing like having your ipad die while you are away. &amp;nbsp;My hope was to continue blogging during the gathering, but technology ended that dream. &amp;nbsp;I&#39;m back in pocket and still living in the afterglow of Detroit. &amp;nbsp;The Youth Gatherings tend to be mountain top experiences, and this one was no exception. &amp;nbsp;Detroit is an amazing city. &amp;nbsp;Unlike our experience in New Orleans, the challenge has not been a natural disaster, but an economic one. &amp;nbsp;The city felt almost deserted. &amp;nbsp;The architectural beauty was still there, but faded. &amp;nbsp;There were fewer people than you might imagine in a major metropolitan area. &amp;nbsp;As with all gathering, the evening community events were filled with wonderful speakers, great music, and lots of energy. &amp;nbsp;I would recommend going the ELCA Youth Gathering website and catching some of the videos.&lt;/div&gt;
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The greatest take away for me was the encounter with the people of Detroit. &amp;nbsp;We had the opportunity to go out into the community to do some much needed work. &amp;nbsp;In particular, we were sent to spruce up 100 blocks north of the city. &amp;nbsp;Many of the homes are abandoned and look that way. &amp;nbsp;With shovels, saws, clippers, and plastic bags, we cleared and cleaned yard after yard. &amp;nbsp;We removed trash, weeds, overgrown vines, and unsafe porches and structures. &amp;nbsp;The people in the neighborhoods were amazed. &amp;nbsp;An older woman on a porch &amp;nbsp;told me she never saw so many white people and, since we were wearing orange, were we carrying out some sentence. &amp;nbsp;When I told her we were not convicts but Lutherans and that we were doing it for free as a witness to Christ, she was overwhlemed and clearly grateful. &amp;nbsp;No one had done anything like this for them. &amp;nbsp;One woman stopped her car in the middle of the road, got out while the car was running, and blessed all of us. &amp;nbsp;She then had everyone gather around the car while she prayed. &amp;nbsp;A little boy, with his mother&#39;s permission, shared his Pringles with us. &amp;nbsp;These are just a few of the stories. &amp;nbsp;There are many more. &amp;nbsp;While we were in Detroit, we had the possibility of bringing hope to a community that has known very little. &amp;nbsp;We got the chance to live out and experience the gospel. &amp;nbsp;Those are memories that will stay with you for a lifetime.&lt;/div&gt;
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If you get the chace, talk with someone who went to Detroit. &amp;nbsp;They will have stories to tell. &amp;nbsp;It will be a week that I will always remember.&lt;/div&gt;
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Peace,&lt;/div&gt;
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Pastor Summer&lt;/div&gt;
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The conversations around the Ten Commandments continues with Luther&#39;s Large Catechism as our guide. &amp;nbsp;We have been studying the Fourth and Fifth Commandments. &amp;nbsp;What became very clear with Luther&#39;s interpretation of the Fourth Commandment, &lt;u&gt;You&amp;nbsp;shall honor your father and mother&lt;/u&gt;, is how important the family was for him in faith formation. &amp;nbsp;Mothers and fathers have a key role in the faith life of their children. &amp;nbsp;In Luther&#39;s words, &quot;For if we wish to have excellent and apt persons both for civil and ecclesiastical government, we must spare no diligence, time, or cost in teaching and educating our children, that they may serve God and the world.&quot; &amp;nbsp;These words still have the ring of truth.&lt;/div&gt;
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In the Fifth Commandment, &lt;u&gt;You&amp;nbsp;shall not kill&lt;/u&gt;, Luther takes the commandment and pushes the meaning even farther than Jesus. &amp;nbsp;Jesus spoke of breaking the commandment when we grow angry with another person. &amp;nbsp;We did not need to &quot;kill&quot; a person to do them injury. &amp;nbsp;Injury can take many forms. &amp;nbsp;Luther pushes the boundaries farther. &amp;nbsp;Luther argued that if we are in a position to help another person in need and do not do so, we have broken this commandment. &amp;nbsp;This understanding echoes the prophets of old and still speaks to our lives and time. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Keep the conversation going! &amp;nbsp;We meet every Wednesday at noon at the Christian Education Building.&lt;/div&gt;
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With the return of fall, we are back in conversation. &amp;nbsp;The group decided to take a little detour by discussing the Apostles&#39; Creed. &amp;nbsp;Unlike the other great creeds, the Apostles&#39; Creed does not have an exact date though it begins to appear around 104 A.D. &amp;nbsp; The creed was a fuller explanation of the faith than &quot;Jesus is Lord&quot;. &amp;nbsp;The early church began to encounter interpretations of the faith that stood outside of what was understood as the gospel. &amp;nbsp;There were those who proclaimed that the God of the Old Testament was not the God of the New Testament. &amp;nbsp;There were those who proclaimed that Jesus only appeared to be human. &amp;nbsp;There were those who proclaimed that Christians had secret knowledge. Against these claims, the Apostles&#39; Creed arose as a response. &amp;nbsp;In many ways, all of the creeds were battle documents equiping the faithful to meet the spiritual challenges they were facing in the world. &amp;nbsp;By seeing the Apostles&#39; Creed as a battle document helps it to come alive in a very different way. &amp;nbsp;To see the creed is such a way invites us to ask what our the spiritual &amp;nbsp;challenges of our day and age that need to be address by our faith. &amp;nbsp;This served as the starting point for our exploration and conversation.&lt;/div&gt;
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The group named a number of spiritual challenges. &amp;nbsp;First, we live in an increasing secular world. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s more than soccer on Sundays. &amp;nbsp;Talk of God in not a part of the conversation for most people. &amp;nbsp;The need for the language of faith in ways that speak to people in our time becomes even more important. &amp;nbsp;Second, we live in a world where loneliness is a significant issue. &amp;nbsp;We are interconnected in a thousand different ways through technology and still feel alone. &amp;nbsp;The creed speaks of God connecting us and forming us into a community, a family. &amp;nbsp;Sin is what pulls us apart. &amp;nbsp;God and the work of the Holy Spirit is what brings us together. &amp;nbsp;In one way or another, we have all experienced that work of the Spirit, whether we call it the Holy Spirit or not, when we are brought together or are reconciled with another. &amp;nbsp;Third, we live in a world where the faith is either polarizing or vague. &amp;nbsp;The creed helps us to articulate who we are without being judgmental. &amp;nbsp;For me, the faith has been the answere for my life. &amp;nbsp;I share it because of what it has meant to me. &amp;nbsp;I make no demands of another. &amp;nbsp;The clearer my understanding and experience of my faith, the more patient and gracious I become. &amp;nbsp;I do not need to prove myself or my faith, I simply witness to it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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We talked about Ephesus being one of the first Christian communities. &amp;nbsp;The language of the letter seems a little strange for Paul, though it is Pauline in its theology. &amp;nbsp;Paul usually addressed specific issues that were impacting the churches that were receiving his letters. &amp;nbsp;Ephesians is more general, though the points are significant. &amp;nbsp;Paul talks about putting on the whole armor of God. &amp;nbsp;This language sounds a little strange to modern ears, but the group felt that the imagery was very powerful to the community that received this letter. The power of darkness can be overwhelming. &amp;nbsp;For the early church, they certainly felt that power. &amp;nbsp;They had no army, no political clout, no social standing, no great wealth. &amp;nbsp;How could one stand against the powers of the world? &amp;nbsp;The imagery of armor had significance.&lt;/div&gt;
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We then talked about doing battle against evil, the darkness of this world. &amp;nbsp;Left to ourselves, we will fall short. &amp;nbsp;It is only with the power of God that we can stand. &amp;nbsp;We talked about experiences where God (the Holy Spirit) helped us to stand. &amp;nbsp;As an example, my father walked into a riot that had broken out in the prison he was serving as chaplain. &amp;nbsp;In the cafeteria, black inmates were on one side and white inmates were on the other. It was a tinder box ready to explode. &amp;nbsp;My father was warned by the guards not to go into the cafeteria alone. &amp;nbsp;My father&#39;s answer was that he was not entering alone. &amp;nbsp;God was going with him. &amp;nbsp;He walked into that situation with the armor of faith and that armor made all the difference. &amp;nbsp;My father does not remember what he said, but the situation was defused. &amp;nbsp;My father gives all the credit that day to God. &amp;nbsp;He was just an instrument of God&#39;s grace. &amp;nbsp;It is that kind of empowerment that Paul lifts up in his letter. &amp;nbsp;An empowerment than can come to all of us through the Holy Spirit. &amp;nbsp;An empowerment that can have us face the evil of this world.&lt;/div&gt;
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The Book of Faith will be taking a vacation during the summer and return in the fall. &amp;nbsp;I hope you have been following the blogs so far. &amp;nbsp;I hope you will join us again in September.&lt;/div&gt;
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Genesis is a fascinating book. &amp;nbsp;Written after the exile, Genesis addresses the question of beginnings. &amp;nbsp;The book is filled with stories that were told through the centuries and were then compiled in a wonderful tapestry. &amp;nbsp;In the first two chapters, we have two creation stories. &amp;nbsp;In the first chapter, we have the priestly telling of a cosmic God who speaks and creation happens and God&#39;s creation is both good and beautiful. &amp;nbsp;In the second chapter, we have a more ancient telling of the story where God does not speak but fashions creation with his own hands and breaths life into that creation. &amp;nbsp;Both of these stories are great and both of them need to be told. &amp;nbsp;These stories, like all stories, shape who we are and how we understand ourselves. We look at the world around us and see the gracious hand of God. &amp;nbsp;For our group, we understand that there is power in these stories.&lt;/div&gt;
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This led to a discussion of stories. &amp;nbsp;Stories are a part of the fabric of our lives. &amp;nbsp;There are faith stories, but there are also national stories, family stories, and personal stories. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes the only way you can tell the whole truth is by telling a story. &amp;nbsp;I could describe my grandfather to you. &amp;nbsp;I could tell you that he was strict, not demonstrative, faithful, hard working, opinionated, and giving. &amp;nbsp;That description would paint a partial picture, but not the whole truth. &amp;nbsp;The best way would be for me to tell a story. &amp;nbsp;My grandfather would work quietly all year in his wood shop behind the garage making wooden toys for all the children in the neighborhood. &amp;nbsp;On Christmas Eve, he would deliver those gifts anonymously to all the homes. &amp;nbsp;He never wanted recognition and he never wanted thanks. &amp;nbsp;That&#39;s my grandfather. &amp;nbsp;In one short story, more truth is conveyed that in a whole list of adjectives. &amp;nbsp;The beauty of the Bible is that the Bible is a book of stories.&lt;/div&gt;
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Stories have a way of speaking to us in the living of our lives. &amp;nbsp;We talked about the creation story in the first chapter. &amp;nbsp;Not only does the story speak of our beginning, but the story also speaks of possibilities in the here and now. &amp;nbsp;The God who moved over the water of chaos and created the world that is both good and beautiful is also the God who can work with the chaos of our own lives with the promise of creating something both good and beautiful. &amp;nbsp;This is a story people need to hear.&lt;/div&gt;
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We have changed direction and are using Frederick Buechner&#39;s &lt;u&gt;The Magnificent Defeat&lt;/u&gt; as a guide. &amp;nbsp;This week, we explored Buechner&#39;s sermon on this passage from Paul&#39;s letter to the church in Phillipi. &amp;nbsp;It&#39;s considered Paul&#39;s letter of joy. &amp;nbsp;What is amazing is the letter was written from prison. &amp;nbsp;Paul, it seems clear, loved the church in Phillipi. &amp;nbsp;He loved their generosity of spirit and gifts. &amp;nbsp;That does not mean that he did not have concerns. &amp;nbsp;He worried that some in the community felt that had made it. &amp;nbsp;They were saved by the grace of God in Jesus and nothing more was needed. &amp;nbsp;Many of those who felt that way to looked to Paul as a shining example of someone who was the &quot;perfect&quot; example. &amp;nbsp;Paul makes it very clear that he was not perfect and that he was still on the journey of becoming what God wanted him to be. &amp;nbsp;The group talked about how that expectation of being more than you are can be both encouraging and empowering. &amp;nbsp;We talked about teachers who saw more in us than we saw ourselves. &amp;nbsp;By extension, God sees more in us than we can imagine and calls us to live into that greater image. &amp;nbsp;We are all on the journey and we all have a ways to go. &amp;nbsp;May the journey continue for everyone of us.&lt;/div&gt;
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Next, we turned to the sermon itself. &amp;nbsp;Buechner preaches how we look for the presence of God in large script i.e. the message in the stars. &amp;nbsp;Buechner is persuasive in saying, even if we had proof of God written in the stars, it would not be enough. &amp;nbsp;The real question is &quot;So what?&quot;. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;The group talked about the presence of God that takes place in our lives every day. &amp;nbsp;Often, we do not notice that presence at first. &amp;nbsp;When we come to realize that presence, the more often we experience that presence in the future. &amp;nbsp;We also talked about that awarenss being a gift from God, the gift of faith. &amp;nbsp;We &amp;nbsp;talked about bearing witness to that faith rather than teaching the faith. &amp;nbsp;One of the keys is finding a touchstone for conversation. &amp;nbsp;What has a person experienced that is real to them which suggests something holy is happening? &amp;nbsp; I often ask the confirmation class when and where they have experienced God in their lives? &amp;nbsp;Many times, they have no clear answer, but when we talk about their lives and the most meaningful moments that have occurred, we often find one of those touchstones when I can say, from my understanding of the faith, that was a moment of grace, that was the presence of God. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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In the weeks to come, we will be continuing to use &lt;u&gt;The Magnificent Defeat&lt;/u&gt;. &amp;nbsp;You can order one of the books through the office even if you can&#39;t come on Wednesday. &amp;nbsp;Next week, we will be studying &lt;u&gt;In the Beginning: Genesis 1:1-10&lt;/u&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Join the conversation!&lt;/div&gt;
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Unlike the other gospels, John includes a long discourse by Jesus at the Last Supper and a prayer. &amp;nbsp;John does not lift up the final meal, but includes the washing of the disciples feet. &amp;nbsp;The group was taken by the imagery of Jesus&#39; washing feet, which would have been the job a servant. &amp;nbsp;The group felt that this act may have had a greater impact on the disciples, at that time, than the bread and wine. &amp;nbsp;Having Jesus washing their feet must have moved them deeply.&lt;/div&gt;
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The group found the discourses of Jesus not easy to interpret. &amp;nbsp;The feeling was that these were the words of John given to Jesus. &amp;nbsp;John wanted to speak to issues facing the church in his time. &amp;nbsp;The church was no longer welcome in the synagogues. &amp;nbsp;The church was alone in the world and often rejected. &amp;nbsp;The cult of John the Baptist was still around and thriving. &amp;nbsp;And the gnostics were planting the seeds that Jesus was not human and could not have been truly incarnate. &amp;nbsp;Against these three, John wanted to speak. &amp;nbsp;Through Jesus, the disciples were told that they were not alone, that Jesus was sending the Holy Spirit. &amp;nbsp;Jesus reminded the disciples that John the Baptist was subservient to Jesus (a theme repeated earlier in the gospel). &amp;nbsp;Jesus tells the disciples the God is in him and He is in them. &amp;nbsp;There is an organic union between God and them, between spirit and flesh. &amp;nbsp;The incarnation is real and they would be carrying out the work of God in the world.&lt;/div&gt;
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The group found that the prayer of Jesus centered on two themes, unity and love. &amp;nbsp;For the gospel of John, the hallmark of the community of Christ, the church, was captured in those two themes. &amp;nbsp;The world would recognize the church by the church being united and by the church being a community of love. &amp;nbsp;John&#39;s hope and vision of the church did shape that early community. &amp;nbsp;They were know as the &quot;people of the way&quot;. &amp;nbsp;The world did notice that they embodied a different spirit that was reflected in caring for others, inclusion, and service. &amp;nbsp;That hope and vision of John still shapes the church today.&lt;/div&gt;
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We will now be moving into the final moments of Jesus&#39; life. &amp;nbsp;You are invited to join us on Wednesday at noon at the CEB. &amp;nbsp;We are continuing with chapter 18. &amp;nbsp;Join us in exploring this great story of Jesus as told by John.&lt;/div&gt;
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The winter weather and Christmas celebrations have delayed a new entry, but we are now back in pocket. &amp;nbsp;Our goal is to finish John by Easter. &amp;nbsp;We have now arrived at the Last Supper. &amp;nbsp;The most intriguing aspect of John&#39;s telling of the events is that he does not include the Eucharist. &amp;nbsp;Instead, he tells of Jesus washing the disciples feet. &amp;nbsp;The group felt that this act, which was to be done by a slave, may have had a deeper impact than the supper on the disciples. &amp;nbsp;Jesus begins the meal as the host. The disciples look around to see who will serve as the servant to wash their feet (the expected practice at a meal). &amp;nbsp;Jesus takes them by surprise and strips down to become the servant. &amp;nbsp;No wonder Peter initially refused. &amp;nbsp;Jesus becomes a living parable of the servant leader that is to be a model for his disciples and the church. &amp;nbsp;The truth is that the church has been a greater witness to the Gospel when the church has been a servant leader rather than a political leader.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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The other point of conversation was around the image of Jesus. &amp;nbsp;In the gospel of John, Jesus is so certain. &amp;nbsp;He knows what&#39;s going to happen. &amp;nbsp;He knows how people will react. &amp;nbsp;He knows the timetable for every event. &amp;nbsp;He is never surprised. He never doubts. &amp;nbsp;He never struggles. &amp;nbsp;This Jesus seems very different from the Jesus of the other gospels. &amp;nbsp;In those gospels, Jesus seems more human, more approachable, and more like us. &amp;nbsp;We agreed that we need all four gospels to tell the story of Jesus. &amp;nbsp;We like the Jesus of the synoptic gospels, but we also appreciate the certainty of the Jesus in John. &amp;nbsp;There are time when we need that certainty. &amp;nbsp;When we make the declaration that Jesus loves us or Jesus forgives us or Jesus goes to prepare a place for us, we want the certainty. &amp;nbsp;We don&#39;t want any doubt or wiggle room. &amp;nbsp;The certainty of those declarations speak deeply and profoundly to us. &amp;nbsp;We want that certainty of Jesus.&lt;/div&gt;
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As you can see, the conversation continues. &amp;nbsp;You can still join us. &amp;nbsp;We will be meeting next Wednesday at the CEB at noon or you can follow the blog. &amp;nbsp;We will be moving into chapter 14.&lt;/div&gt;
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