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Years ago, an alert reader clipped and brought me an article by Clint Murchison, a contributing columnist to &lt;a href="http://www.dallasnews.com/"&gt;The Dallas Morning News&lt;/a&gt;. Murchison’s article was entitled “Only Religion Can Form a Basis for Morality.” What ethicists would say to his assertion is a matter of conjecture, but on a common sense level his article gives all of us something to ponder. Murchison’s most telling quotation is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;
“We need for the large culture—families, workplaces, and organizations of all sorts—to affirm again, as of old, the urgency of religious faith over against scornful unbelief and secular indifference.” &lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;This responsibility gives the church the large task of once again trying to help people come to a saving knowledge of God. This mandate includes all of us who want to make a difference in our world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My late friend, Gary Carroll, also sent me a pocket copy of the United States’ Constitution, The Declaration of Independence and the Bill of Rights. Needless to say, a quick reading of these foundational documents also suggest that God-fearing Americans have a lot to live up to in order to be of the same mind as the founding fathers of our great nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a decade ago, the news outlets told us that the&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Criticism_of_the_Pledge_of_Allegiance"&gt; 9th Circuit Court of Appeals &lt;/a&gt;in San Francisco ruled that the phrase we use in our pledge of allegiance, “one nation under God” is unconstitutional. Those familiar with the “&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/First_Amendment_to_the_United_States_Constitution"&gt;disestablishment clause&lt;/a&gt;” in the United States Constitution will certainly understand the ruling that court made, although they may disagree with it. My favorite defense of “the way things were” is the interesting statement that “under God” is not really a religious avowal, just like Christmas trees and menorahs are not essentially religious, as some of the courts have asserted. Oh, boy! Clearly this is a discussion that will continue for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the practical outcome produced amusing circumstances like the one I experienced one morning. Drinking coffee at a local restaurant, I overheard a group of older men speaking about the court decision as a symptom of exactly what was wrong with America today. The words “socialism,” and “Communist” were thrown around with righteous disgust. One man said, “Once they take God away from us, then what will be next?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waiter, with clear mischief in her tone, said simply, “Sam, when was the last time you were in church for something other than a wedding or a funeral? It seems to me, it is people like you who have left God out in the cold. Now this court decision seems to have built a little fire under you!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickly Sam replied, “I’ve got to get going.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps this court decision can make us look more deeply into both our belief and the faith practices our belief generates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980164135643744114-344822619527075125?l=davidnmosser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Paul appreciated the necessity of unity. There are many things that threaten the unity of the church. Paul endured substantial distress as a messenger of the gospel. Paul also knew firsthand the acrimony—created by the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Judaizers" target="_blank"&gt;Judaizers&lt;/a&gt; and conquered by the Holy Spirit—over the issue of the Gentile-Christians. Paul did not want trivialities to destroy the church’s unity ever again. In his letter to the Roman church, Paul clearly states his deepest conviction. He wrote: “If we live, we live to the Lord, and if we die, we die to the Lord; so then, whether we live or whether we die, we are the Lord’s&lt;br /&gt;
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Although I did not get permission to share this story from Dr. Mouzon Biggs, the outward contours of this story come from a memorable address he delivered in May 1994 in Ft. Worth, Texas.&lt;br /&gt;
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Years ago Boris Yeltsin wrote a book about how he and other freedom loving Russians began the long process of bringing democracy to the Soviet people. Yeltsin said he was discouraged at times, and even thought of giving up the fight. But there was a Polish labor-organizer in the ship yards of Gdansk who gave him courage by the name of Lech Walesa. If Walesa could free the Poles, then surely Yeltsin could do the same for the Russian people.&lt;br /&gt;
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If we were to research the story of Walesa, however, Walesa would say that he got his inspiration from an American named Martin Luther King, Jr. It was King’s Letter from a Birmingham Jail which encouraged Walesa to fight the democratic fight on behalf of the Polish workers.&lt;br /&gt;
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If one were able to have asked King where he got his inspiration for leading the call to civil rights for African-Americans in the South, he would quickly respond that it was never his idea or intention to be a civil rights leader. Certainly, he knew of the struggle in India led by Gandhi in the 1930s and 1940s against the British, but King was a well-educated man who had no intention of becoming a grass-roots leader in any democratic movement. No, he was a scholar, writer, and preacher.&lt;br /&gt;
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However, one of his church members got King involved in the civil rights movement. Her name was Rosa Parks. In the 1950s blacks had to ride at the back of city buses in the South. There was a white line painted at the mid-point of buses in Montgomery to separate whites and blacks. The black folk sat at the back and the white folk sat in the front of the buses. &amp;nbsp;On one particular day the bus was crowded, but when a white man told Mrs. Parks to give him her seat, she said no.&lt;br /&gt;
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Later she explained that she was tired and hot and could not even muster the energy to get up. So she refused his demand. She said, “Yesterday, maybe she said yes, or last year, but on that fateful day, all she could say was no!” She was subsequently arrested and put into jail. &lt;br /&gt;
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Hence, King became involved as a civil rights leader because of a housekeeper who just happened to be a member of King’s church in Montgomery.&lt;br /&gt;
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Could Mrs. Rosa Parks have brought down the entire Soviet system of communism all by herself by her decision to sit and not get up for a white man in Alabama? You make the call.&lt;br /&gt;
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A few years ago, I read about a new plan concerning animal identification.&amp;nbsp; As a result of&amp;nbsp; “Mad Cow” disease and other kinds of sticky animal maladies, a governmental entity proposes that each individual animal have some sort of identification. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://us-code.vlex.com/vid/marking-and-identification-animals-19270366" target="_blank"&gt;suggested legislation&lt;/a&gt; states that “All animals . . . transported, purchased, or sold, in commerce, by a dealer or exhibitor shall be marked or identified at such time and in such humane manner as the Secretary [of agriculture] may prescribe.” Whether by implants or by tattooed numbers on the upper lips, the proposal suggests the identification of every farm animal for tracking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This next week, as we think about the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Baptism_of_the_Lord" target="_blank"&gt;Baptism of the Lord Sunday&lt;/a&gt;, I find this idea of marking an interesting one. Baptism does many things for us believers. First, it reminds us of the second century theologian &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tertullian" target="_blank"&gt;Tertullian&lt;/a&gt;’s remark that “Christians are made, not born.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, we know that baptism tells us who we are as the people of God.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, baptism does for Christians what animal identification does for animals—it marks us as people who belong to God. Baptism is a kind of a divine signature on our lives that identifies us as the people of God. Thus, this week as we prepare for worship may we “remember our baptism and be thankful.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980164135643744114-5600772659120816779?l=davidnmosser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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After all . . . the eating, presents, and &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/falderal" target="_blank"&gt;falderal &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Now that Christmas 2011 is beginning to fade, I'll share a quick note. My friend Rev. Tom Butts, who has preached here several times, reminded me of civil rights leader and theologian &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Howard_Thurman" target="_blank"&gt;Dr. Howard Thurman&lt;/a&gt;’s free-verse poem, "The Work of Christmas, which is about taking Christmas beyond December 25:&lt;br /&gt;
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When the song of the angel is stilled, When the star in the sky is gone,&lt;br /&gt;
When the kings and princes are home. &lt;br /&gt;
When the shepherds are back with their flocks;&lt;br /&gt;
The work of Christmas begins:&lt;br /&gt;
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To find the lost, &lt;br /&gt;
To heal the broken, &lt;br /&gt;
To feed the hungry, &lt;br /&gt;
To release the prisoner, &lt;br /&gt;
To rebuild the nations, &lt;br /&gt;
To bring peace among people, &lt;br /&gt;
To make music in the heart . . . . &lt;/blockquote&gt;
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If and when we can contemplate these things, then we keep the "Christ" in Christmas as so may advocate, but fail to live. May we be part of a year-long Christmas miracle!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980164135643744114-532236703278711855?l=davidnmosser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Years ago, the unknown writer writes, &lt;br /&gt;
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I spent a summer teaching in Mexico. Both my children went with me. To pass the time as we drove, my 13-year-old son Larry watched for license plates. The trip to Mexico netted him plates from 24 states, and while we were there he saw four more. So when we started back, he was over halfway to having “collected” all 50. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our return trip was during the peak vacation season, and to top it off, we went through Yellowstone National Park—a license-plate collector’s paradise. By the morning of the second day there, he had just one more state to go: Delaware. Larry became obsessed with finding a license plate from Delaware. When we stopped to see Yellowstone’s magnificent sights, he didn’t glance at them. He preferred to run up and down the parking lots, looking at license plates. Talk about stress! Talk about anxiety! You would have thought that his whole life depended on finding a Delaware license plate! When we stopped to eat in a cafeteria near Yellowstone Falls, my son begged me to let him look for license plates. Please, I don’t want to eat,” Larry said. “Can’t I just stay here in the parking lot?” “No,” we told him, “you have to eat.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he went inside and ate as quickly as he could get the food down and then headed out to the parking lot. No sooner had we finished our meal, however, than Larry came bounding across the parking lot. “Come here!&amp;nbsp; You’ve got to see it! You won’t believe it if you don’t see it!” All of us went running out—and there, pulling out of a parking space, was a blue Volkswagen bus with Delaware license plates. We even got a picture, and today, a decade later, when we look at our pictures of Yellowstone, that’s the picture that tells what we did in Yellowstone that summer.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
When you seek the spirit of Christmas don’t miss it by playing real life trivial pursuit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980164135643744114-5369122465991670687?l=davidnmosser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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The language we learn shapes us as human beings. In face, in part, language is what makes us human. Infants learn what “mamma” and “dada” mean and associate these names with certain people. Part of going to law school, as I understand from some of my lawyer buddies, is to learn a certain kind of language that no normal human beings can know without a legal education. The same may be said of medical school, and even, perhaps, schools of theology. We become part of a certain group to the extent that the group initiates us. I heard one of my friends once say, “I want to yell for my child during her soccer game, but I’m not sure what to yell.” Part of the initiation into a group is to learn a special language. As we learn to speak that language, the group initiates us. To teach words is to teach skills and attitudes. &lt;br /&gt;
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As the pastor of a generous church, I want folks to know how much I appreciate what our bighearted congregation does for others. I try to be bighearted this way as well, because being ungrateful for what we have and what are as gifts from God is downright sinful. Perhaps, there is no person who ever disappoints us as much as an ingrate.&lt;br /&gt;
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“What is an ingrate?” you might ask. An ingrate is a person who presumes upon the goodness of another. In fact, from the spiritual point of view, ingratitude expresses immaturity. Small children do not always appreciate what parents do for them. Have you ever noticed that children are not born grateful? That is why we tell them and try to teach them over and over, “Say thank you to the nice lady for the candy . . . or else?” &lt;br /&gt;
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Like the spiritually immature, a small child’s concern is not what a parent did for him or her yesterday, but what the parent is doing for the child right now. The spiritually mature appreciate those who labored for them in the past. A spiritually mature person understands that a relationship with another—whether the relationship is with another person or even with God—is a relationship that takes into account past, present and future. &lt;br /&gt;
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The story of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Andrew_Carnegie" target="_blank"&gt;Andrew Carnegie&lt;/a&gt;, a multimillionaire in the early part of last century, depicts a tragic sense of ingratitude. When Carnegie’s will was probated, he left $1 million to one of his relatives, who in return cursed Carnegie because he had left $365 million to public charities and had cut him off with just one measly million. &lt;br /&gt;
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Many summers ago, I taught the preaching workshop at our Annual Conference Licensing School. There I met Ben Busheyhead, the pastor of a small inner city United Methodist Church in Milwaukee. The week after we met, Ben returned to Milwaukee while the media horrified our nation with stories about Jeffery Dahmer. I called Ben and he told me that Dahmer lived only eight blocks from his church. Creepy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t suppose anyone ever assumed Dahmer’s innocence. Yet, Jeffery notwithstanding, we know historically jails have hosted many innocent people through the ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prison, I think is an equivalent in our society of the wilderness experience - a time of trials from which one emerges stronger in both person and faith. For some, prison becomes a place to incubate hate. For others, prison becomes a place to find God, hammering out a vision of what life with God would look like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, the seeds necessary to sign a Camp David Peace Accord between Egypt and Israel in 1979 were sown in Egyptian president &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anwar_Sadat" target="_blank"&gt;Anwar Sadat&lt;/a&gt; while he was in prison. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eldridge_Cleaver" target="_blank"&gt;Eldridge Cleaver&lt;/a&gt;, the former Black Panther Party leader, turned his life around in a way that is little short of remarkable in prison. As I thought about John the Baptizer this week, I realized that he too spent time in prison, like other jailbirds heroes of faith: Joseph, Jeremiah, Samson, Peter and even Paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What all this may mean, is that when we find God, it may not be at the optimum moment of spiritual seeking. Nor is it always in ways we might think of as religious. The people of Israel, for example, found their God in bondage to both Egypt and Babylonia. God then called them into the wilderness. Likewise, those Christians who kept winding up in Roman jails, constructed much of the good theology in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Acts_of_the_Apostles" target="_blank"&gt;Acts of the Apostles&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime, such an experience can be the defining moment in a person's life. On April 8, 1945, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dietrich_Bonhoeffer" target="_blank"&gt;Dietrich Bonhoeffer&lt;/a&gt;, a German Lutheran pastor involved in the German resistance movement against Nazism, preached his last sermon in a small schoolhouse serving as a prison in Schonberg, Germany.&amp;nbsp; He preached “without ornamentation, liturgy, or religious trappings” for Protestants, Catholics, agnostics and atheists. After the closing prayer, guards summoned him from the schoolroom. Dietrich then spoke to his fellow prisoner Payne Best and said, “This is the end - for me the beginning of life.” For resisting the Third Reich the Nazis hanged Bonhoeffer the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How fitting is it that Bonhoeffer preached on that last day of his life? It is symbolic of a neglected side of his person and work, his love for preaching, and listening to sermons. We know Bonhoeffer for his endorsement of “religion-less Christianity” and for rejecting “cheap grace,” but these famous expressions tend to eclipse his love for the church and his devotion to the Word of God preached. He never forgot his love for God for a moment—even in prison. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If, for some reason this holiday season, you keep thinking to yourself, “It sure doesn’t seem like Christmas,” do not worry. The great gift of the Advent-Christmas worship cycle is the gift of Christ which is none other than the word of God made flesh. Also, remember these words to encourage you when you are feeling un-Christmassy: “the word of God came to John son of Zechariah in the wilderness” (&lt;a href="http://bible.oremus.org/?ql=190719440" target="_blank"&gt;Luke 3:2&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980164135643744114-6514380148871632778?l=davidnmosser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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One aim of human beings is to love other people and for other people to love us in return. Love often occurs within the limits of relationships; without relationships love cannot exist. For this reason, people make commitments to one another to forge and nurture relationships. Even the best of friendships, however, need constant maintenance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I write these words, a very few veterans of World War II commemorate the &lt;a href="http://www.usatoday.com/life/books/news/story/2011-12-07/pearl-harbor-70th-anniversary/51678400/1" target="_blank"&gt;70th anniversary of the Pearl Harbor&lt;/a&gt; bombing. Both distance and the passing of years separate many of these military folks. Yet, as a way to keep their friendships whole, they come together as they are able for important anniversaries. They also come together to observe the importance of what they did in their nation’s service. The covenant of friendship is often a difficult relationship to maintain. Despite the difficulty, however, many people find that their investment in friendship provides their lives both value and meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our relationship with God is similar to having a relationship with friends. Friendship draws us closer to our friends. The more we practice faithful living, the closer God draws us into the divine realm. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Augustine_of_Hippo" target="_blank"&gt;Augustine&lt;/a&gt; once prayed, “You [O Lord] stir man to take pleasure in praising you, because you have made us for yourself, and our heart is restless until it rests in you” (&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Confessions-Saint-Augustine-Image-Book/dp/0385029551" target="_blank"&gt;St. Augustine, Confessions, Book I)&lt;/a&gt;. In our most honest moments, most believers desire a deeper relationship with God. As Christ mediates the covenant between God and people, we have a guide by which to live full lives. God promises that we can know God. If we take the covenant promise to heart, or better, if we allow God to place that promise within us, then we live lives that please God. In the pleasing of God, we find the pleasing of ourselves as we move toward God’s perfection for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we worship this Advent may we keep our relationships alive with one another and with God. Come and worship, come and worship, come and worship the newborn King!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980164135643744114-2281659404314250294?l=davidnmosser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;;"&gt;This is the season of giving—so beware!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several years ago, I visited someone in a distant hospital. On this particular visit I was in more of a hurry than usual. We had a meeting at church early that evening so I was on the run. I stopped by a “McFasts” restaurant and ordered a quick lunch. Normally, I never go to McFasts unless coerced by one of my children—or, now, a grandchild. Usually I have a book with me so that I can eat and read. However, since I did not have a book, I noticed some of the people in the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearby a father and young daughter sat down. The father looked to be about 30 years old and his daughter was about four or five. The father looked trim and fit. He did not eat anything and had only a cup of coffee. He was extremely well dressed. He and his daughter looked like they were having a pleasant day. The daughter had the standard issue McFasts “Happy Meal” complete with toy. I remember painfully that the day’s toy was a whistle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, what interested me most about the two was something that happened while they ate. Children at that age don’t really eat the happy meal. Rather, they covet the toy. Did I mention that the toy was an annoying whistle? Anyway, after the father finished his coffee he reached over to grab one of the daughter’s french fries. The father had evidently not ordered food because fast food is fattening. Did I mention he looked trim and fit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All something broke loose when the father reached across the table for a fry—and it was not heaven. The child refused to give her father even a single fry and then screamed when he pressed her. At that point I began to think about this situation. First, the father bought the fries. Second, the father had the power to take the fries from his daughter. Instead he only asked her to share them. Third, the father could have returned to the McFasts’ counter, pulled out $100, and entombed his daughter in fries. Last, the father did not need the fries. He only wanted to share them with his daughter. I saw this as parable with respect to God and human beings—like us. God gives to us so that God can share with us. So what do we do next? Cry? Share? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980164135643744114-6948308525465154226?l=davidnmosser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Advent" target="_blank"&gt;Advent&lt;/a&gt; is about waiting. What exactly are we waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;
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Advent means “the appearance or coming of the Lord” in New Testament theology. Accordingly, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paul_%28apostle%29" target="_blank"&gt;Paul&lt;/a&gt; writes in his letters about the two comings of the Lord. The first coming is what Christians celebrate when they observe the festival of Christmas. The Second Advent, what the church calls the “&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Second_Coming_of_Christ" target="_blank"&gt;parousia&lt;/a&gt;” or the so-called “Second Coming of Christ,” addresses when Jesus returns to accomplish or complete history as humans understand it. &lt;/div&gt;
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The Second Coming also ushers in what Hebrew scripture calls “&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Day_of_the_Lord" target="_blank"&gt;The Day of the Lord&lt;/a&gt;,” or “Yom Yahweh.” Paul reminds the church at Philippi that the Lord will protect and fulfill the Lord’s promise on this day. Thus, the theological importance of the Advent of Christ and Christmas has deep religious implications. The coming of Christ is a tangible symbol of the fulfillment of God’s ultimate promises to God’s people.&lt;br /&gt;
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To bring all this theology back to earth, I suggest that when life is tough on Christians the best defense is to remember what God has done. It is also important to remember what God has promised to continue to do for Christians. To fully and clearly remember God’s promises may fill us with joy. After all, God promises to do for God’s people everything that they cannot or will not do for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;
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Divine gifts provide human beings with every reason for joy and rejoicing. When God’s promises fill us, we realize that we may contain authentic joy. As &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charles_Wagner" target="_blank"&gt;Charles Wagner&lt;/a&gt; wrote: “Joy is not a thing, it is in us.” In other words, we do not grab for joy, rather joy grabs us. Consequently Paul can write—and mean it—“Rejoice always, pray without ceasing, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you” (&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/1%20Thessalonians%205:16-18" target="_blank"&gt;1 Thessalonians 5:16-18&lt;/a&gt;). We, as Christians, rejoice because we know the source of our joy is not within us. Our joy comes from God.&lt;br /&gt;
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Every pastor I know has a persistent love/hate relationship with his or her church. We love our churches, but we hate some of the things people we love do to themselves and to others. I know pastors who despair when their church members violate marriage vows, or break a promise not to drink again, or disappointed their children by forgetting their little ones’ importance. Yet the joy generated in being a pastor is not from the people we serve. Rather, the joy is in serving God, who has called them into ministry.&lt;br /&gt;
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A beautiful quilt, given to my family by one of our first churches, hangs over the end of our bed. Stitched into the quilt were the names of every member of that church. Those names constantly remind us of a gift of love that produces joy in our lives. The quilt reminds us of the loving relationship between a church and its pastoral family. &lt;br /&gt;
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Sometimes, I can even imagine that God looks at the names God has stitched into the heavens. As God looks at these names, God no doubt ponders of the loving relationship between Christ’s saints through the centuries and God’s own self. To be in that number is all the success that any human being needs. To be in that number is all the love that any human being needs. To be in that number is all the joy that any human being needs. We need not strive for it because God has given to us as a gift. We call the gift the demonstration of the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ!&lt;br /&gt;
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Christmas, and the Advent of Christ that precedes it, is a constant reminder that God plants our joy into our hearts. We do not need to seek joy, nor do we have to work for it. Our faith in Christ gives us our joy. This is the true Christmas present that we may search for over a lifetime—and our joy was here all along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980164135643744114-7191656229136240490?l=davidnmosser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-03A3IwB1PDg/TskT0y385xI/AAAAAAAAAEs/iHXD2octzQw/s1600/800px-Giorgione_014_crop.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-03A3IwB1PDg/TskT0y385xI/AAAAAAAAAEs/iHXD2octzQw/s320/800px-Giorgione_014_crop.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;
Christmas is coming, the geese are getting fat &lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;
Please put a penny in the old man’s hat.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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It is the way the old children’s rhyme &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christmas_Is_Coming" target="_blank"&gt;"Christmas is Coming"&lt;/a&gt; begins.&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Indeed, here we are near Christmas, which is the one religious holiday that we all plan and work hard to celebrate. I will grant you that, theologically speaking, Easter Sunday and Easter season, the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liturgical_season" target="_blank"&gt;liturgical season&lt;/a&gt; by which the church proclaims the resurrection faith, may be the most important of Christian holy days. Yet, for some reason, all of us go all out for Christmas—sometimes, whether or not we want to and whether or not we intend to. By contrast, on Easter eve, for example—a day the church calls Holy Saturday—we see scant evidence that anyone is about to celebrate a major religious festival. On Holy Saturday most businesses are open and life looks pretty much like business as usual. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
However, on Christmas Eve most communities have a different feel from daybreak on. There are fewer cars on our roads, many people choosing to prepare at home for the festivities at hand. On Christmas Eve afternoon, after the banks close at noon for the holiday, even the largest downtown square in the world look a little like the most abandoned squares in the world. We write Christmas cards and letters, we put lights on our houses, and we decorate the inside of our homes with care. Clearly, planning and preparing for Christmas are activities in which many, many people share at this time of the year.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yet, despite our careful preparation and planning for Christmas, some of the most memorable moments of Christmas occur in times and places we least expect it. Like the unlikely birth of the Son of God in a stable to a young unmarried virgin, Christmas and its significance is all too often lost on us. Could it be, perhaps, that we look in the wrong places for Christmas meaning?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Regardless of our careful planning, my prayer for us this Christmas season is that we might find the meaning of Christmas in the mystery that God offers us in the Christ child. In a world that rarely listens to children’s voices, may we not forget the words of Isaiah who prophesied long ago “a little child shall lead them” (&lt;a href="http://bible.oremus.org/?ql=188800865" target="_blank"&gt;Isaiah 11:6&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
May we all open our hearts and lives to that mystery for which none of us can plan.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ON3r6jYjDEM/Tsa5U0ffcPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/-I-K1oypKls/s1600/Thanksgiving_grace_1942.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ON3r6jYjDEM/Tsa5U0ffcPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/-I-K1oypKls/s320/Thanksgiving_grace_1942.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;;"&gt;Sometimes, we
Americans think we invented the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thanksgiving" target="_blank"&gt;Day of Thanksgiving&lt;/a&gt;. The truth is, however, that Thanksgiving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;;"&gt;as a day dates plainly back to our Hebrew forebears. It is a day all about rituals that teaches us about giving thanks. Sometimes, modern folk see
ritual as a negative word. Yet the truth is that ritual habitually helps us assimilate
those meanings of our common life that are bigger than the words we
use to explain them. This is why ritual is so important in life. Ritual relates
the things we hold dear, although many of us could not articulate why these
things are so important. Thanksgiving is mere a day, yet it reminds us about
the gratitude we can express each and every day of our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;;"&gt;One of the Bible’s
greatest history lessons relates Yahweh weaving certain rituals into the fabric
of the Hebrew community’s life. For one example we can consider the ritual
preparation for Passover (&lt;a href="http://bible.oremus.org/?ql=188646490" target="_blank"&gt;Exodus 12&lt;/a&gt;). There we find detailed instructions
on how, when, and where to eat the Passover meal. Moreover, these instructions
also yield theological meaning. Likewise, in a lesson for Thanksgiving
Day, Yahweh instructs the people of Israel concerning other rituals that continue to remind them that they are not like other peoples.
Rather, they are a people, constituted by God, to be a just society that bears
in mind the less fortunate. In addition, they are a community that offers its
thanksgiving to God (&lt;a href="http://bible.oremus.org/?ql=188646518" target="_blank"&gt;Deuteronomy 26:1-11&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;;"&gt;Moses reminds
the people what they are to do when they have entered the land of promise. Not
only will they possess it and settle it; they are also to offer “the first of
all the fruit of the ground.” Why? By offering their first fruits to
God they remind themselves that the land they have settled and possess was
not by their own doing. Instead, it is a gift from Yahweh. It is a divine
expression of the grace in which they dwell. Nothing they have done, nothing
they do or will do will change the gifted nature of God’s bequest
to them. Rather, the proper response of
the people is clearly not self-congratulations—the appropriate response is
nothing other than a human expression of thanksgiving to God Almighty. In fact,
these texts remind us that Yahweh and Moses leave nothing to chance. The manner
of the collection and the persons who are responsible for the gathering of the
gifts are quite explicit. The offering commemorates “that I [or we] have come
into the land that the Lord swore to our ancestors to give us.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;;"&gt;Along with the
gift is a reminder of why this gift of land is important. This is the people’s
response: “A wandering Aramean was my ancestor; he went down into Egypt and
lived there as an alien, few in number, and there he became a great nation, mighty
and populous . . . ”&amp;nbsp; The response ends,
appropriately enough, with these words: “The Lord brought us out of Egypt with a
mighty hand and an outstretched arm . . . and he brought us into this place and
gave us this land, a land flowing with milk and honey.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;;"&gt;When a
“Ministerial Alliance” asks me to preach the ecumenical “Community Thanksgiving
Service” as I have often been asked to do over the years, I always do it with
“fear and trembling.” After all, what does the preacher say to people after he or she says, “We ought to all be more thankful”? DUH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;;"&gt;When the
people bring their first fruits to the Lord, they do so as a token sign and
symbol of the lavish gifts that God has poured out on their community. As
people of faith, these Hebrews worship a generous and benevolent God. Not only
this, but this same God expects this community to likewise live lives that
reflect the generous and benevolent God they worship. In other words, Yahweh,
through Moses’ mouth and speech, teaches the people the fine art of generosity
toward others. Can we in this rich land of our do less?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980164135643744114-6301963358254601007?l=davidnmosser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;;"&gt;A few weeks
ago Mel LeBlanc, a religious-type who lives and “councils” in Arlington,
sent me a book he thought we might have a mutual interest in and discussion
about. The book was &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Acedia-Me-Marriage-Monks-Writers/dp/1594489963" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Acedia &amp;amp; Me: A Marriage, Monks, and a Writer’s Life&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by Kathleen Norris. She has also written &lt;i&gt;The New
York Times&lt;/i&gt; bestsellers &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;The Cloister Walk,
Dakota: A Spiritual Geography, Amazing Grace: A Vocabulary of Faith, &lt;/i&gt;and&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt; The Virgin of Bennington&lt;/i&gt;. She is a
lovely writer and I recommend anything she has written—very thoughtful and very
honest.&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;;"&gt;Norris begins &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Acedia-Me-Marriage-Monks-Writers/dp/1594489963" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Acedia &amp;amp; Me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with an except from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Evagrius_Ponticus" target="_blank"&gt;Evagrius Ponticus&lt;/a&gt;’ treatise called &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Evagrius-Ponticus-Praktikos-Chapters-Cistercian/dp/0879079045" target="_blank"&gt;The Praktikos&lt;/a&gt; (written near the end of the fourth century—roughly in the time of Augustine). Evagrius
Ponticus writes about “The demon of acedia—also called the noonday demon.”
Funny thing is that the 2011 Merriam-Webster on-line dictionary informs us that
acedia’s first known use was in 1607. Webster is wrong about this. Acedia is an
ancient word that perhaps resurfaced in 1607—ironically the year that Jamestown,
VA was established.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;;"&gt;Recently, I was writing about
acedia and of the dangers of success. I noted that the chief danger of success
is that success places us in the province of little resistance and no struggle.
The Greeks had a term for this concept and later the Romans called it acedia.
Acedia is sometimes defined as sloth or uncaring. It actually comes from Latin
root words that mean “absence of care” or “indifference.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;;"&gt;The time of
day that acedia was most likely to overwhelm someone was at noontime—when no
shadow was cast. It strikes in bright noonday sun of clarity, rather than in
the darkness of despair. Acedia does not strike the struggling person, those who
strive for daily bread and survival. Rather acedia always strikes the person
who sits at the top of the success heap. It strikes the person at the apex of
his or her achievement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;;"&gt;Norris explores this concept of acedia
throughout a whole book and not just an article or essay. She writes that the:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;;"&gt;standard
dictionary definitions of acedia as 'apathy,' 'boredom,' or 'torpor' do not
begin to cover it, and while we may find it convenient to regard it as a more
primitive word for what we now term depression, the truth is much more complex.
Having experienced both conditions, I think it likely that much of the restless
boredom, frantic escapism, commitment phobia, and enervating despair that
plagues us today is the ancient demon of acedia in modern dress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;;"&gt;One of the
reasons that acedia is so applicable to us today, is that we all know the
malaise of too much food, too much money, too much success, and the like. We
work like crazy for free time and when it comes we do not know what to do with
it. As the writer Walker Percy notes in his book &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Lost-Cosmos-Last-Self-Help-Book/dp/0312253990/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1321631763&amp;amp;sr=1-1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Lost in the Cosmos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, “Boredom is the self being stuffed with itself.”
This is as good a definition of acedia as I can think of. We are each too much
of everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980164135643744114-8518352657560075421?l=davidnmosser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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I read a funny story recently that has something to do with how much thought we give to giving. Caskei Stinnett wrote in &lt;i&gt;Speaking of Holiday&lt;/i&gt;:   &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;A fellow in our office told us recently of a household incident of which he had been an innocent but perplexed spectator. Our friend had called a Venetian-blind repairman to come pick up a faulty blind, and the next morning, while the family was seated at the breakfast table, the doorbell rang. Our friend’s wife went to the door, and the man outside said, “I’m here for the Venetian blind.” Excusing herself in a preoccupied way, the wife went to the kitchen, fished a dollar from the food money, pressed it into the repairman’s hand, then gently closed the door and returned to the table. “Somebody collecting,” she explained, pouring the coffee. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I have to admit, I thought this was a pretty funny story. Yet how often do I simply give out of habit or routine? The last few weeks I have been reading a book by Doug Leblanc titled &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Tithing-Test-This-Ancient-Practices/dp/0849900956"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Tithing: Test Me in This&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/a&gt; This book, which would have been one of the last books I would have ever considered reading, reminded me that often giving is something that we robotically do. Perhaps, however, giving should be something we think about as an activity, like prayer—a part of our systematic life of faith.&lt;br /&gt;
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As a segment of his interviews of people who tithe, Leblanc writes about what Randy Alcorn said about the spiritual practice of tithing:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;What I always say to people is that if you take the standard of 10 percent and say God required it of the poorest people in Old Testament Israel, and that we’re under the grace of Jesus and we have the indwelling Holy Spirit and we live in this incredibly affluent culture, do you think he would expect &lt;i&gt;less&lt;/i&gt; of us? &lt;/blockquote&gt;I have always tried to be a good giver—sometimes better, sometimes needing improvement. The last few years I have tried to move closer and closer to the tithing standard—not quite there yet . . . but moving closer and closer all the time.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am thankful that even now God challenges us to be better and more complete believers and leads us in the spiritual paths that lead toward the Realm of God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980164135643744114-7678719328499365823?l=davidnmosser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Revelation’s author, known to Christian tradition as Saint John the Divine, finds himself in the heavenly throne room. John writes, “At once I was in the spirit, and there in heaven stood a throne” (Revelation 4:2). The &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Revised_Common_Lectionary"&gt;Revised Common Lectionary&lt;/a&gt; furnishes a description of only one of the many things John sees in the throne room. Among the sights is “a great multitude.” John suggests these people are those “who have come out of the great ordeal,” implying those who have been faithful to Christ’s ministry with their lives—they are martyrs. In this sense, they are the convincing stewards. These stewards have offered everything to God’s Realm.&lt;br /&gt;
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All Saints Sunday is the day the church celebrates those believers who have died in Christ. It is a day of remembrance. On occasion believers ask, “How does a person become a saint?” All Saints Day and Revelation bring this sort of question to mind. Earlier, chapter six details the opening of six of seven seals. In the prophecy of the seals, we notice war horses, God’s altar, and natural disasters plaguing earth. After the sixth seal’s opening Revelation furnishes us an interlude. Perhaps readers need a respite after the horrors of the first six seals. The sealing of the 144,000 begins chapter seven. This image furnishes us with a picture of the church militant, that is, the church struggling for life among earth’s principalities and powers. John’s next image is the church triumphant—those who rest from their earthly labors.&lt;br /&gt;
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Chapter seven provides strangely contrasting visions of the church militant and the church triumphant. First, there is a specifically calculated throng of 144,000 contrasted to “a great multitude that no one could count.” Second, John contrasts the twelve tribes of Israel to “a multitude from every nation.” Third, John describes the church militant as a company prepared for threatening peril and distinguishes it from the victorious and secure counted in the church triumphant. Whatever this chapter wants to impart, above all, it is John’s attempt to describe a vision of heaven.&lt;br /&gt;
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Over the centuries the concept of heaven has fueled much speculation—regularly confused and confusing to those on this side of death. A cartoon once appeared in &lt;a href="http://www.newyorker.com/"&gt;"The New Yorker"&lt;/a&gt; magazine. It showed a group of heaven-bound saints lined-up just outside the heavenly gates. Peter stood at a podium; reading off the answers to the most frequently asked questions on earth, now finally and decisively answered in heaven. Saint Peter reads the list: “# 48, true; # 49, false; # 50, William Shatner; # 51, yes; # 52, the Ponderosa; # 53, every other Tuesday . . . .” People have inquiring minds and we want to know. John’s heavenly apocalyptic vision offers us one such image.&lt;br /&gt;
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“How does a person become a saint?” For stewards this is a controlling question, for we all believe that our response to God offers us a just “reward.” But however we conceive of heaven, John writes at least this much: heaven is the place where saints or believers—they amount to the same thing—commune with God.&lt;br /&gt;
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Our efforts do not make us saints. Rather, we become saints when God confers on us “gifts and graces” to handle as stewards. When we use God’s resources for shaping God’s Realm, then God develops us into true saints. God bestows sainthood at the point where God’s grace encounters our stewardship. There, we find God and God’s saints.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980164135643744114-4639075174840541563?l=davidnmosser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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When we understand death’s certainty, then we cannot be cavalier about life. Death is a reality around which none of us like to linger long, but this reality defines life whether we like to ponder it or not. It is a truth from which we cannot escape.&lt;br /&gt;
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Some fear death will come before they have completed life. In a thoughtful and reflective poem on this very idea, John Keats wrote:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “When I have fears that I may cease to be before my pen has gleaned my teeming brain—” &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Before his death in 1981, writer, William Saroyan phoned in to the Associated Press an interesting observation: “Every body has got to die, but I have always believed an exception would be made in my case. What now?” There are no exceptions. I have a friend who ends all emails with: “I intend to live forever – so far, so good.”&amp;nbsp; With what thoughts may we fortify ourselves when we contemplate death – our own and others?&lt;br /&gt;
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The Christian faith teaches that life is not over when we die. There is a special day in the Christian calendar called All Saints Day (which falls on November 1 – next Tuesday) when we profess our faith in an on-going relationship between those who have died and those who are living. We are touched when we remember friends and loved ones who have outrun us to heaven, but the concept of the “Communion of Saints” (see Apostles’ Creed) suggests that there is an on-going spiritual relationship between those who are dead and those who are living. Just as we believe that Jesus, who was dead and is now alive continues to touch our lives, so we believe that our friends and loved ones who have died are now alive and continue to touch our lives. Many find great comfort in that idea.&lt;br /&gt;
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So instead of Halloween candy, feast on the fact that there are many saints who have gone before us—and thank God for them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980164135643744114-1462644569917267149?l=davidnmosser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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When my students took me to preach at “bush churches,” people received us Americans as if we were royalty. Each family expected us to dine with them—and sumptuously, at that. I have never eaten so much food in my life. The remarkable part was that people offered us so much, yet possessed so little. &lt;br /&gt;
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Paul writes in part about how to practice the Christian life. He writes: &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote&gt;“Let love be genuine; hate what is evil, hold fast to what is good; love one another with mutual affection; outdo one another in showing honor. Do not lag in zeal, be ardent in spirit, serve the Lord. Rejoice in hope, be patient in suffering, persevere in prayer. Contribute to the needs of the saints; extend hospitality to strangers” (Romans 12: 9-13).&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
There are many ways to offer one’s life to Christ. In fact, we all have specific talents we can use to build God’s realm. Paul, in his letter to the Ephesians, employs pastors, teachers and prophets to make his point. Yet, there are other aspects of stewardship: administration, letter writing, and deep listening to other's problems. Even—and most especially—the talent of hospitality becomes a way we can build up the church. &lt;br /&gt;
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Not everyone has the aptitude to be a teacher or the ability to cook a great banquet meal or has a musical flair. However, taken together, all of our unique talents strengthen the church. I cannot image many people who could not be more hospitable or welcoming, can you?&lt;br /&gt;
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I like the Swahili proverb that suggests: “Treat your guest as a guest for two days; on the third day, give him a hoe.” To me, this means treat visitors like royalty, and then let them become part of the family. &lt;br /&gt;
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Bishop Schnase’s ideas can be outlined in a few words. If we attend to them we will thrive as a church—and note well which one is first:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Radical Hospitality; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Passionate Worship; &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Intentional Faith Development; &lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Extravagant Generosity . . . and give them some roundness.&lt;/li&gt;
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One example of hospitality Bishop Willimon puts forth is ushers. Willimon remarks that ushers in vibrant churches are “people whom God had given the gift of hospitality.” Pastors say visitors’ early contact with upbeat ushers makes a faithfully growing church a piece of cake!&lt;br /&gt;
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In churches that people want to be a part of, there is an avid and loving concern for the “outsiders”—those who have yet to hear and respond to the gospel. Though our congregation has the art of Christian hospitality down pat, we can always improve our service in Jesus’ name. &lt;br /&gt;
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A few years ago, we had as a worship series, focusing on the book &lt;a href="http://fivepractices.org/books/five-practices-of-fruitful-congregations/"&gt;“Five Practices of Fruitful Congregations”&lt;/a&gt; by Bishop Robert Schnase. Several people in our congregation remarked how simplistic Bishop Schnase’s ideas seemed. The suggestion, if I heard right—and I am a professionally trained listener—was that everyone knows these things the Bishop offered as guidance. We all know to offer guests “radical hospitality,” but sometimes we are so intent on seeing friends that we forget to practice our gift of hospitality. My own experience in Liberia helped remind me how precious a gift hospitality is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980164135643744114-540205529057482678?l=davidnmosser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Too often we celebrate traditions and rituals while not fully appreciating where these traditions came from. I recall hearing a story about four soldiers who offered a volley of gunfire to honor a fallen soldier at his interment. A fifth soldier stood nearby and extended his hand at each cemetery service.&lt;br /&gt;
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After a time someone asked the head of the honor guard what was the purpose of the fifth soldier with his hand extended. He did not know and it seemed as if no one else knew either.&lt;br /&gt;
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Some further research revealed that the fifth soldier held the horses of those who fired the volley salute. However, it had been decades since any honor guard rode horses to the cemeteries. Nevertheless the fifth soldier did what those before him had always done—only now to no real purpose. As I said, “sometimes we forget the origins of our rituals.”&lt;br /&gt;
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There are few people we know who have forgotten why we will pause this coming Sunday to remember 911. A majority of us know exactly where we were when it all happened. I was sitting at my friend Bobby Baggett’s breakfast table in Belton, Texas.&lt;br /&gt;
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My prayer for all of us during this week of remembrance is to remember that one of the few good things to come from 911 is to help us keep the prayer for peace directly in front of us at all times. The alternative is too disheartening to contemplate. &lt;br /&gt;
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I like what Isaiah writes in his prophecy:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;The effect of righteousness will be peace,and the result of righteousness, quietness and trust forever—(Isaiah 32:17). Amen.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980164135643744114-8954743058239390638?l=davidnmosser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OIESx2AVNYo/TmEuIKL9IdI/AAAAAAAAAEA/6xTaO8heUes/s1600/9343.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OIESx2AVNYo/TmEuIKL9IdI/AAAAAAAAAEA/6xTaO8heUes/s320/9343.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style';"&gt;One of my favorite writers, a former Southern Baptist preacher who was at Broadway Baptist in Fort Worth and later became an Episcopalian rector, is named John Claypool. He died September 5, 2005 and was an inspiration to many. As Claypool reminds us on this upcoming Labor Day: “When we offer up our daily work to the glory of God and the benefit of our families and communities, we proceed to play our roles in the daily struggle to make God more visible in the world and bring God’s realm into fuller realization.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;;"&gt;Labor Day is a day to celebrate the work we do in the world. Often, our work is one of the ways we define our lives and thereby celebrate our lives. I suggest that this week we use the following prayer from Reinhold Niebuhr, who offered it up to God and for us:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;;"&gt;O God, you have bound us together in this life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;;"&gt;Give us grace to understand how our lives depend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;;"&gt;on the courage, the industry, the honesty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;;"&gt;and the integrity of all who labor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;;"&gt;May we be mindful of their needs, grateful for their faithfulness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;;"&gt;and faithful in our responsibilities to them;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;;"&gt;through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;;"&gt;May this Labor Day be a day of thanksgiving for our honest work in God’s Realm.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980164135643744114-2286000719700783089?l=davidnmosser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;div class="bodytextraggedrightbodytext" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;I recently edited a book called “Transitions: Leading Churches Through Change” (John Knox Press). In the book, 32 well-respected thinkers take readers on a tour of their disciplines and address issues of change. Two insights are particularly helpful for our day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="bodytextraggedrightbodytext" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="bodytextraggedrightbodytext" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;First, change has its dangers. Substantive change raises an authentic possibility of failure. The book’s introduction notes that in “The New Organon” (&lt;i&gt;Novum Organum&lt;/i&gt;), Francis Bacon wrote in 1620 about “the reality that change is dangerous.” Imagine a scenario in which 17th century farmers in a particular region each used a new method of agriculture in hopes of producing better crops. If the farmer’s enterprise fails, then the price could be starvation. Thus this kind of change is more than an inconvenience — it has the potential to put survival in peril.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="bodytextraggedrightbodytext" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="bodytextraggedrightbodytext" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Second, as Bishop Robert Schnase writes, “Change asks people to suffer loss, experience uncertainty and to redefine aspects of their identity.” Not only is consequential change dangerous, it also triggers a type of grief process. Change means embracing something else while letting go of what is familiar. It is a human emotional transaction that calls on clergy to assist people with both fear of the new and loss of the old. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="bodytextraggedrightbodytext" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="bodytextraggedrightbodytext" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;The biggest transition for me in ministry is helping more people who stumble through change and addressing this change with less built-in pastoral authority than previous generations. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="bodytextraggedrightbodytext" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="bodytextraggedrightbodytext" style="text-indent: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;People I try to help are disillusioned because they want something they do not have, or have something they do not want. My job is to shine a little light of faith on their circumstance and remind them that nothing happens at once. The journey gives us the desires of our hearts. There is no guru, magician or wizard who can give you what you want. Only you can do that and not all at once. Fulfillment is found on the journey of life, usually when you least expect it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2980164135643744114-3276890689378874194?l=davidnmosser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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People occasionally ask me, “How has being a minister changed over the last three decades?” It is a question that might be asked of any calling or profession. From the vantage point of ministry, the question offers an engrossing perspective on modern life.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;A perceptive mentor remarked that pastors probably have more experience with life-change than any other profession: The work compels ministers to be specialists in transitions. I must admit the mentor recognized a virtually certain truth. As those who work with individuals and congregations, pastors eat and breathe change within the world parishioners face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;North Americans have witnessed massive changes in the function of the leaders of our public institutions. When I was 25 years old and straight from seminary, I knew — as Sgt. Schultz used to say on “Hogan’s Heroes” — nothing. Yet my congregation said, “You are our pastor, and we will do what you say — so lead us.” Uncomfortable as I was with directing folks 50 years my senior, I soon realized that by virtue of position those I led granted me authority.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today, despite my 32 years of experience and oodles of education, novice church members hardly hesitate to tell me how to “do it” better. A core issue for leadership in the 21st century is how to guide without the built-in authority assumed in previous generations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nowadays everyone has access to information online — data, statistics, and facts. A doctor whose professionalism and expertise I value confided to me that she spends far too much time with patients during office visits notifying them that the Internet cannot diagnose as well as she can with an in-person examination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;We may know “stuff,” yet maybe we don’t understand what it means.&amp;nbsp; A great change has taken place during the recession.&amp;nbsp; Scrambling businesses have showed a readiness to swap people who possess institutional memory for new employees hired at reduced salaries. This money-saving strategy flows from a belief that knowledge of facts often trumps wisdom of experience. Yet our Judeo-Christian heritage speaks to wisdom’s place in human relations. We want wise persons among us. It is good to be smart — better to be wise. Have we as a postmodern culture substituted knowing facts for using them wisely?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;;"&gt;Ancient practices are the things the early church did to live out and not just formulate tenets - although it certainly did that. While it is important to have some rational content to our faith, the putting into practice part cannot be realistically neglected either. When people say “practice what you preach” they mean live your life so it measures up to the life you profess out loud. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;;"&gt;Our worship series, titled “Practicing Faith,” will use some of the ideas from Brian McLaren’s book F&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;inding Our Way Again&lt;/i&gt;. Among the practices we will explore in worship are “Contemplative Practice” (focus on prayer), “Missional Practice,” and “Communal Practice” (focus on Communion). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;;"&gt;How do these practices make our spiritual journey more faithful and fruitful?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;;"&gt;A new found basis uniting many Christians today is the “emerging church” movement. This notion states we can choose to live our faith and depart from impiety which seems to be the way of the world. As one of my former parishioners used to say: “I would rather see a sermon than hear one any day.” When we practice our faith instead of debating the finer points of orthodoxy we do just that—we show who we are and what we believe by what we do. This is an important way to practice the faith. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;;"&gt;For two thousand years, some branches of Christianity have concentrated on skirmishing over dogma. Some of these combatants only recognize the faith in terms of sound teachings concerning beliefs about eternal security, the nature of salvation, the Trinity, spiritual gifts, etc. In the meantime, the way Christians live has become less and less important. In the real secular world, when people hear Christians squabble they want no part of Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;;"&gt;Ignatius of Antioch gave his life for Christ—in great joy— in A.D. 110. On the way to his martyrdom, he wrote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .3in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;;"&gt;The tree is made manifest by its fruit; so those that profess themselves to be Christians shall be recognized by their conduct (Epistle to the Ephesians 14).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;;"&gt;During our series called “Practicing Faith” we as a church will explore some the ancient practices as we attempt to bring the true spirit of Jesus into the twenty-first Century.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bookman Old Style&amp;quot;;"&gt;You may order this book from &lt;a href="mailto:mdarrow@arlingtonmethodist.org"&gt;Melissa Darrow&lt;/a&gt; in the church office (817-274-2571).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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