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St. Mark's Lutheran Church

 

  2008

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Dez 28 - The Costly Gift

Dez 24 - The Whole Story

Dez 21 - Disrupted!

Dez 21 - Blessed be God, anyway

Dez 14 - Signpost People

Dez 7 - Turn Around!

Nov 30 - Lament

Nov 23 - Seeing Jesus

Nov 16 - Treasure

Nov 9 - Good News, or Bad?

Okt 12 - Now We Join in Celebration

Okt 5 - Is All Lost?

Sep 27 - No reason to brag

Sep 21 - At the Right Time

Sep 14 - The Holy Cross of Christ has set us free!

Sep 7 - Responsibility for One Another?

Aug 31 - Extreme?

Aug 24 - Questions

Aug 17 - Inside, Outside, Upside Down

Aug 10 - Against Giants

Aug 3 - You Are What You Eat

Jul 27 - Whose Treasure?

Jul 20 - ...and the Harvest

Jul 13 - God, Seed, Growth, Harvest

Jul 6 - Burden and Yoke

Jun 29 - The Big Question

Jun 22 - Death and Life

Jun 15 - Priestly and Holy

Jun 8 - Lord, Have Mercy

Jun 1 - And it will be hard

Mai 25 - Just One More....

Mai 18 - Good...very good!

Mai 11 - Transformed!

Mai 4 - It's a battle..............

Apr 27 - In the conversation

Apr 20 - We are...we will be....

Apr 13 - Worship and Life

Apr 6 - Just Talking

Mrz 30 - Resurrection of the Body

Mrz 23 - This New Day

Mrz 22 - Blessed be God!

Mrz 21 - It is finished!

Mrz 21 - Died, For Me!

Mrz 20 - This Do!

Mrz 16 - Good News for those who flunk the test

Mrz 9 - To Laugh, Yes, To Laugh!

Mrz 2 - Together in Christ - Glenn Lunger

Mrz 2 - Why?

Feb 24 - Bigger than we thought

Feb 17 - Abraham the Player, Nicodemus the Spectator

Feb 10 - Saying NO

Feb 6 - In deep conversation with the Father

Feb 3 - How close to God?

Jan 27 - What? Who? Where? When?

Jan 20 - Behold, the Lamb who takes....

Jan 13 - It Just Might Happen

Jan 6 - The Gift of You


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Blessed be God, anyway

 

Remembrance Service - December 21, 2008

The Rev. Kenneth R. Elkin

 

Now Zechariah was an old man, well-advanced in years, and sadly, he had no children.

            Blessed be God, anyway.

His wife grieved with him for children.

            Blessed be God, anyway.

He continued with his job, taking turns serving as a priest in the Temple, year after year.

            Blessed be God, anyway.

He saw and heard a vision one day in the temple, and because he had trouble believing it, he was struck dumb.

            Blessed be God, anyway.

After his period of service, he returned home, and waited.

            Blessed be God, anyway.

And wonder of wonders, Elizabeth was pregnant!

            Blessed be God, anyway.

When the family gathered at the time of birth, they were prepared to name the child after his father, but Zechariah wrote that his name would be different from any in his family; it would be John, which means “God has been gracious.”

 And the family and neighbors were filled with consternation.

            Blessed be God, anyway.

But upon writing the name, suddenly Zechariah was able to speak, and he sang the canticle we heard as the Gospel lesson this afternoon: “Blessed be the Lord God of Israel, for he has visited his people and redeemed them.” 

And speaking to the child, he sang: “And you child, shall be called the prophet of the Most High, for you will go before the Lord to prepare his way....”

That will be a dangerous job.

            Blessed be God, anyway.

And everyone was amazed and said “What will this child become?”

            Blessed be God, anyway.

Then there came the long years of growing up,  and all that Zechariah and Elizabeth could do was wait and pray and wonder what God had in mind.

            Blessed be God, anyway.

We don't hear any more about  Zechariah and Elizabeth.

We don't know if they heard or experienced anything of John's meteor-like brief career as a prophet, or if they could cling only to the first vision that Zechariah had in the Temple as their source of hope.

            Blessed be God, anyway.

Perhaps they died before seeing anything more; but it was enough.

            Blessed be God, anyway. 

 

There is lots more waiting and watching in our lives than there is experiencing the joy of the presence of God.

            Blessed be God, anyway.

We have heard a promise at Holy Baptism, “You are mine, forever.” But that was so long ago.

            Blessed be God, anyway.

There are little glimpses that we have – the times that we gather at the Lord's Table,

the moment of sharing the Peace in a genuine way,

the times when the Gospel makes it through our ears and strikes our hearts – but these are fleeting moments, and subject to distractions and misunderstandings.

So what we can do is sing:

            Blessed be God, anyway.

And there are the times, plenty of times, that we are burdened with sorrow, deepest grief, when the promise seems faint and its fulfillment distant.

What we can do is continue to sing with Zechariah and every other generation:

           Blessed be God, anyway.

 

Hold onto the promise: “Lo, I am with you to the close of the age.”

Remember the covenant: “I am the Lord your God, and you shall be my people.”

Anticipate God's completed work: “And I saw a new heaven and a new earth....See, the home of God is among mortals, and he will wipe away every tear from their eyes. Death will be no more.... Write this, for these words are trustworthy and true.”

            Blessed be God, anyway.

 

At every stage of life there is grieving as we give up persons and relationships:

the school chums that move away and we never see again,

the teachers we leave behind,

the times that we move to a new town,

 the jobs that we give up to go on to something different,

and the grief also at the death of friends, relatives, and our dearest beloved.

Still, we sing:

           Blessed be God, anyway.

Because his promises are stronger and more enduring that all of the pains, disappointments, and losses that we know.

            Blessed be God, anyway.

 

It is the image of the vine and the branches that gives us encouragement. 

The vine which is Christ is wounded and we are grafted into that vine, draw our strength from him, and flourish because of that graft, through which we are related to every other person in Christ, including our beloved.

“Comfort, comfort ye my people,” says the Lord through the prophet Isaiah, “speak tenderly to her.”

            Blessed be God, anyway.

 

Zechariah waited, and we wait as well for the completion of God's creative work. 

When the times are joyful, and when the times are painful, our refrain is still the same:

            Blessed be God, anyway.

And that is enough.  Amen.

 

Please note: The preceding sermon is provided as a resource for the thought, prayer, and meditation of the members and friends of St. Mark's. It is the residue of a verbal event, and thus it does not have academic footnotes and other details that would be expected in a written document. The writer gladly acknowledges the prior thought and work of many Christians before him.