Preaching

We are likely to assume that we are the main character in any story in which we find ourselves. Unfortunately for our egos, this is seldom the case. For one Jesus there are twelve apostles and scores of disciples.

Darkness is a place of sacred presence and filled with a holiness all of its own. Something to be sought after by those who seek to know God. Quite different from a simple absence of light.

To claim Jesus as our king is to point boldly, fearlessly to an alternative to the rulers of this world. Our king walks not the halls of power, but among the marginalised, lonely, and forgotten. Our king pours out eternal life for you and me by dying himself.

As we celebrate the inheritance of this powerful witness left to us by our ancestors, we look for ways to honour their legacy and work while moving, working, and being the Body of Christ in the world.

Not wealth or status or intellect or politics, but his faith. The steadfast, unwavering faith of a beggar, blinded by disease or injury, means more to Jesus than any of these.