Below is the first draft I wrote for my Sunday sermon. It’s “pretty OK,” but given the events of this week I felt the second half had to be rewritten.
Wednesday randomness up for reading.
We’re still in the middle of the CoVid-19 pandemic and, despite a number of churches confusing being told to love their neighbors with “oppression,” most churches are closed for public worship. It’s not like churches are being singled out, in most US locations all mass gatherings are under restriction at present, but American’s seem to…
It’s Wednesday, time for random thoughts.
From the moment the CoVid-19 shutdown began I’ve been using what digital skills I have to keep people connected, and I created a benediction with which I could sign off.
I’m a creature of habit because I need rhythm to function. So what happens when the rhythm gets compressed?