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The onset of August spells a couple of very sweet summer offerings: The crickets begin to sing in morning and in evening, and (at least in my backyard) the blossoming of orange berries on a bush of lovely vintage. Minor players these may be; nevertheless, but sweet touches to be appreciated, like secondary, “character” actors in the old films and on the British stage and television.
(August can also be characterized by the old adage of the “dog days,” but I would rather not go there, as the very thought of it makes me profusely sweat!)
The arrival of autumn spells refreshment for the likes of me, for whom the “dog-days” of the entire summer, let alone merely of August, are simply untenable to my fragile existence. I welcome the refreshingly more temperate, even at times chilly, temperatures, the vibrant colors, the coziness of shortened days and the scent of forthcoming holidays.
Autumnal refreshment is rivaled only by the spiritual refreshment of God. It is unequalled by any human or natural parallel.
Christians are a refreshed people: Repent and turn back so that your sins may be wiped out, so that times of refreshing may come from the presence of the Lord (Acts 3:19, 20).
Presented on 04/14/2013 with scripture reference of Ps 121:1-8
Presented on 03/03/2013 with scripture reference of Luke 11:1-14
Presented on 02/17/2013 with scripture reference of Luke 10:25-37
Presented on 01/06/2013 with scripture reference of Luke 9:57-62
I love my home and life in Conshohocken, just fifteen minutes removed from Center City Philadelphia. I have been here for over 24 years. I joke with my congregation that I will, if ever called elsewhere, make the place and people famous by way of sermon fodder.
They laugh knowingly, because I have drawn upon my first 27 years of existence in Boston, a locale that I have dearly loved. I always considered that God had richly blessed me in a myriad of ways in what has been affectionately called the “hub of the universe.”
The hand that rocks the cradle shapes the nation is an old adage that is strikingly true. Those who provide our nurture are preparing for the future, whether of a home or of a community or of a nation. Our fragile natures require a proper nurture and a safe nest.
Radio-host Dennis Prager recently listed the half-time shows of every Super Bowl since its inception in 1967. Almost every one of them entailed a collegiate marching band well into the late-1980s … But then everything changed.