This Feast of Pentecost is often called the birthday of the church. That is a good description, but there is a problem. When most of us say “the church” we unconsciously think of the church as we know it now.
In Graham Greene’s novel “The Power and the Glory,” the unlikely hero is a priest. He is caught by the revolutionary Mexican government and condemned to be shot.
The Good Shepherd - Carole King wrote some lyrics in a song that could be applied to our Gospel of the Good Shepherd: “Looking out on the morning rain, I used to feel so uninspired.
Bette Midler in her song, “The Rose” sings, “It’s the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance. It’s the dream afraid of waking that never takes a chance. And the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live.”
Upfront, it is hard for me to resist preaching a sentimental homily about butterflies and bunnies or a family Easter Sunday that would send you home smiling.
Today we start the holiest week of the year, and the week moves from Sunday to Saturday. The mood of the gathered assembly will also move, from adulation and adoration to murder, mourning, and mayhem.