When my family started organizing Thanksgiving dinner, my uncle Bob sent out an e-mail to everybody to see what folks were going to bring. It was going to be at his house, so he and Sam were going to provide turkey and dressing, potatoes and gravy, and one of the vegetables. Messages started flying back and forth, and then…
Just a few weeks ago we celebrated the 100th anniversary of the armistice that ended the first World War. There was a little sound clip shared on Twitter that weekend, of a place on the front lines the few minutes before and few minutes after 11 o’clock on the 11th of November, 1918. You can hear all this gunfire and then at a certain point it just…stops. After everything is silent for couple minutes, a bird starts singing.
The darkness was gathering around the city of Mareshah, where Hoshaiah and his division of the army of Judah were stationed. His commanding officer, Yaush, was in Lachish, a few miles away, and they communicated regularly by way of letters written on pieces of broken pottery. It was a tense time, as the Babylonian armies advanced closer and closer; and the strain is evident in the letters.
Awhile back I read an article, don’t remember exactly where, that said Thanksgiving is the most religious of all the major holidays we celebrate in this country. When I read it, my first thought was, “What about Christmas and Easter?” How is Thanksgiving more religious than Christmas or Easter?
What do you do to get ready to come to church? Do you put on clothing that is different from what you wear during the week? Used to be that folks only took baths once a week, and it happened on Saturday night, so they’d be clean for Sunday. Even now some ladies get their hair done at the end of the week, so it will be nice for Sunday.
Something seems to have happened at our grocery stores in the last few years. We’ve been bombarded with too many choices in things like cereal for quite awhile. Now that great variety has migrated over to the spice aisle. There are, of course, lots of spices and herbs and various seasonings; you need different ones for different foods and ethnic cuisines. But now there are even several kinds of salt!
Seems a little bit of a stretch to try and base a stewardship message on this story, doesn’t it? The last time I preached on this passage, there had just been a very public, self-inflicted downfall of a well-known megachurch pastor. His downfall was mainly a result of his having done away with all the structures and people in his church who had any oversight over how he did his ministry.