Sermons by April Marie Herron (Page 2)
Naomi Nye has written a poem called “I feel sorry for Jesus.” It begins like this: I feel sorry for Jesus People won’t leave Him alone. I know He said, “Wherever two or more are gathered in my name…” but I’ll bet some days He regrets it.
Today’s scripture readings contains two stories which seem to be about stubborn devotion. The first is the story of the transfiguration, in which Jesus’ disciples remain steadfast at the top of a mountain even though they are absolutely terrified.
The story of the healing of the paralytic not only left a literal hole in somebody’s roof, it also blew the lid off the common understanding of how God works and who gets privileges.
Naaman had an opportunity to be made well, and he was so offended by the packaging (the presentation) of that opportunity that he almost didn’t take it.