Thanksgiving Appetite Wetter

November 8, 2021

Psalm 100:4 

“Enter his gates with thanksgiving, and his courts with praise. Give thanks to him, bless his name.”

Christmas songs are beginning to be heard in stores, decorations are up for sale, reminders to order early because the ports are backed up are trying to convince us to order gifts NOW but the truth the calendar reminds us of is that first comes Thanksgiving.  Perhaps there is a lesson here.  Thankfulness and not obligation may best motivate shopping.

We generally know the history of this holiday celebrated in the United States and Canada.  The President signs a law that we are all to rest from work and go to our place of worship and thank our deity for the harvest and the blessings of this year.  For many the transition from All Saints Day to Thanksgiving involves the process of grieving the loss of loved ones due to Covid or age or accident or ailments and then pivoting to celebrate.  Somehow our mood is dampened.  The early Pilgrims may well have understood as they had a rough arrival in this land and had to learn to survive.  Many died. 

         In 1621 the 50 survivors were met by 90 of the Wampanoag nation. Over the next couple days the two groups socialized with limited language and understanding of each other.  It ended with a feast that was not on long tables but probably both groups sitting on the ground or on barrels with plates in laps.  It sealed a treaty between the two groups until King Philip’s War in 1675-76 when many lost lives.

         Regular days of prayer, giving thanks for victories in life, were part of the culture. Yet in 1798 when the U.S. Continental Congress tried to legalize the holiday, it became a point of conflict.  Perhaps not dissimilar to masking today.  It was not until Oct. 3, 1863, when Northerners had the majority in government that a law was passed under Abraham Lincoln for the last Thursday of November for Thanksgiving.  1942 FDR named the fourth Thursday of November as the day and so it has stayed.

         The date we celebrate is not that important.  That Anglos may well not have survived without collaboration with neighbors is important and should not be forgotten.  As the USA has become more urban, travel for family gatherings makes Thanksgiving the most traveled holiday.  Family and friends are worth traveling to see.  Each family has traditions that govern the celebration: turkey or ham, who makes the pies, cranberries, vegetables, and what about rolls.  Yep that all goes into a celebration that may usher in the Christmas season but more importantly we will be reflecting on the state of our hearts as we approach this holiday.  We will use the letters of the word “thanksgiving” to guide our meditations.

          To prime the pump today, write the letters of thanksgiving down the left side of a piece of paper and see how many items of thanks you can list for each letter.  Tomorrow is “T” for turkey, thanks, talents, twins… Let’s not count sheep but blessings this month!


All Saints Day

November 7, 2021

First Reading: Isaiah 25:6-9

6On this mountain the Lord of hosts will make for all peoples
  a feast of rich food, a feast of well-aged wines,
  of rich food filled with marrow, of well-aged wines strained clear.
7And he will destroy on this mountain
  the shroud that is cast over all peoples,
  the sheet that is spread over all nations;
  8he will swallow up death forever.
 Then the Lord God will wipe away the tears from all faces,
  and the disgrace of his people he will take away from all the earth,
  for the Lord has spoken.
9It will be said on that day,
  Lo, this is our God; we have waited for him, so that he might save us.
  This is the Lord for whom we have waited;
  let us be glad and rejoice in his salvation.

Psalm: Psalm 24

1The earth is the Lord’s and all that is in it,
  the world and those who dwell therein.
2For the Lord has founded it upon the seas
  and established it upon the rivers.
3Who may ascend the mountain of the Lord,
  and who may stand in God’s holy place?
4Those of innocent hands and purity of heart,
  who do not swear on God’s being, nor do they pledge by what is       false.
5They shall receive blessing from the Lord
  and righteousness from the God of their salvation.
6Such is the generation of those who seek you, O Lord,
  of those who seek your face, O God of Jacob.
7Lift up your heads, O gates; and be lifted up, O everlasting doors,
  that the King of glory may come in.
8Who is this King of glory?
  The Lord, strong and mighty, the Lord, mighty in battle!
9Lift up your heads, O gates; and be lifted up, O everlasting doors,
  that the King of glory may come in.
10Who is this King of glory?
  Truly, the Lord of hosts is the King of glory.

Second Reading: Revelation 21:1-6a

1I saw a new heaven and a new earth; for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away, and the sea was no more. 2And I saw the holy city, the new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband. 3And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying,
 “See, the home of God is among mortals.
 He will dwell with them;
 they will be his peoples,
 and God himself will be with them;
4he will wipe every tear from their eyes.
 Death will be no more;
 mourning and crying and pain will be no more,
 for the first things have passed away.”
  5And the one who was seated on the throne said, “See, I am making all things new.” Also he said, “Write this, for these words are trustworthy and true.” 6aThen he said to me, “It is done! I am the Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end.”

Gospel: John 11:32-44

32When Mary came where Jesus was and saw him, she knelt at his feet and said to him, “Lord, if you had been here, my brother would not have died.” 33When Jesus saw her weeping, and the Jews who came with her also weeping, he was greatly disturbed in spirit and deeply moved. 34He said, “Where have you laid him?” They said to him, “Lord, come and see.” 35Jesus began to weep. 36So the Jews said, “See how he loved him!” 37But some of them said, “Could not he who opened the eyes of the blind man have kept this man from dying?”

  38Then Jesus, again greatly disturbed, came to the tomb. It was a cave, and a stone was lying against it. 39Jesus said, “Take away the stone.” Martha, the sister of the dead man, said to him, “Lord, already there is a stench because he has been dead four days.” 40Jesus said to her, “Did I not tell you that if you believed, you would see the glory of God?” 41So they took away the stone. And Jesus looked upward and said, “Father, I thank you for having heard me. 42I knew that you always hear me, but I have said this for the sake of the crowd standing here, so that they may believe that you sent me.” 43When he had said this, he cried with a loud voice, “Lazarus, come out!” 44The dead man came out, his hands and feet bound with strips of cloth, and his face wrapped in a cloth. Jesus said to them, “Unbind him, and let him go.”

CHILDREN’S SERMON

Allow me to share another Aesop Fable that perhaps will speak to our text today.

The Old Lion & the Fox

An old Lion, whose teeth and claws were so worn that it was not so easy for him to get food as in his younger days, pretended that he was sick. He took care to let all his neighbors know about it, and then lay down in his cave to wait for visitors. And when they came to offer him their sympathy, he ate them up one by one.

The Fox came too, but he was very cautious about it. Standing at a safe distance from the cave, he inquired politely after the Lion’s health. The Lion replied that he was very ill indeed, and asked the Fox to step in for a moment. But Master Fox very wisely stayed outside, thanking the Lion very kindly for the invitation.

“I should be glad to do as you ask,” he added, “but I have noticed that there are many footprints leading into your cave and none coming out. Pray tell me, how do your visitors find their way out again?”

Let us pray:  Lord, may the words of my mouth and the meditations of my heart be acceptable in your sight, my Rock and my Redeemer.

SERMON

Today’s text for All Saints Sunday has a cave in it.  Did you notice?  It is the cave of death that holds Lazarus.  The story is familiar to most of us.  Two sisters, Mary and Martha, were good friends of Jesus and their brother, Lazarus, who became sick so they sent for Jesus.  Jesus delayed and did not arrive until Lazarus had been dead four days!  What kind of love is that???  Jesus arrives at the wake with his 12 disciples and is first met by Martha,  “If only you had been here….”  Jesus tells Martha his famous statement, “I am the resurrection and the life.  The one who believes in me will live, even though they die; and whoever lives by believing in  me will never die. (John 11:25)”  That promise precedes our text for today.  Our text picks up as Mary and mourning Jews join Jesus and Martha and again we hear, “If only you had been here…”  The Fox stands at the front of the lion’s cave and realizes footprints go into the cave but none come out.  He may well have wailed, “If only Jesus had been here!” 

         This Sunday Bethany remembers thirteen saints who have gone into the cave of death this year and we have not seen any footprints coming out.  We join with the Jews who came to Mary and Martha to grieve, to be a presence in the face of loss, and to lament. We stand today and remember the lives of those who meant so much to us.  Most of them I knew briefly or visited and they changed my life.  They left footprints in my life.  But we do not stand hopeless for we know something the sly Fox did not!

         When we think of saints, we often think of people like Mother Teresa who worked with the poor in Calcutta.  We think of St. Francis of Assisi. We often think of people who have entered the cave of death and have been canonized officially by the Catholic church.  This is not the Lutheran understanding of saints.  Lutherans would understand all Christians in heaven and on earth to be regarded as saints. Let me say that again, all Christians living in heaven and living on earth are saints.

         Today, we honor the cloud of saints who have gone before, modeling for us the life of faith with its challenges and rewards but we must not forget the crowd of saints that surrounds us, the living saints.  Living Christians we understand to be saints.  God considers us saints because of Christ’s death on the cross.  Let us read:

  • Psalm 31:23 “Love the Lord, all you his saints. The Lord preserves the faithful, but abundantly repays the one who acts haughtily.”
  • Romans 1:7  “To all God’s beloved in Rome, who are called to be saints: Grace to you and peace from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ.”
  • Romans 8:27  “And God, who searches the heart, knows what is the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for the saints according to the will of God.”

All these verses refers to people alive now.  So as we stand here today, we are aware of the clouds of saints who have gone before, the crowd of saints that surround us on our earthly journey, and the children, the saints to be who follow in our footsteps. 

         Standing in the shadow of the Reformation last Sunday, as Lutherans we do not believe the saints mediate between us and God for redemption. We claim, Christ alone!  I would assert that those who have gone before us into the cave of death, have exited by the back door into eternity and eternal life with God.  Our Old Testament reading in Isaiah affirms that there is a day coming when we will all be united and we will  rejoice with those who have gone before:

         “Lo, this is our God; we have waited for him, so that he might save         us.  This is the Lord for whom we have waited;  let us be glad and    rejoice in his salvation. (Isaiah 25:9)

Like the Fox, we do not see footprints of saints leaving the cave of death because the cave is a transition to be with God.  Revelation affirms our belief that God is not like that old lion, our enemy the devil who prowls around seeking whom he can devour and who seejs to destroy us but God is the Alpha and Omega making us all new.  The footprints of saints enter the cave of death but only to travel through and exit to the other side.  God goes through the cave protecting them.

         We do not see footprints exiting, but does that mean there are no footprints.  I have been suggesting this week that the cloud of saints who have passed through death have left footprints, perhaps not on the ground but in our lives, as we see pictures that capture memories of them and remind us who we are and how they are part of our lives.  The memorabilia that sits around our homes reminds us of them.  The songs we enjoyed together, when played, bring back memories.  All these footprints that lie within our hearts speak to the eternity that waits when we will be welcomed into their presence.

         Mary and Martha lamented, “IF you had been here…”  Our world agrees with the Jews who say, “Could not he who opened the eyes of the blind man have kept this man from dying?”  Perhaps like the Fox who refuses to enter the cave, we believe we can avoid death and trials if only Jesus were present.  The evil one tries to convince us that if we only have enough faith then life would be happy and we could delay death. If we have problems then we suspect God does not love us.  If we have trialss then for sure we believe God has abandoned us.  But I would present the idea this morning that Jesus is present in the “crowd of saints,”  He is present today in you, the people of God.  You walk with each other on the journey of life and you are present during the hard times.  Jesus is not absent but is present in the saints – the Christians- people who are saved by grace and live around us. 

         Ooops, now we face the problem.  The cloud of saints with God are in glory but the crowd of saints that surrounds us is a bit of a motley crew.  God sees us as saints because of Christ but we are still sinners in this world. We are in process.  We are being sanctified and often we fall short.  Our human nature that is being made new, often fails.  We start our service confessing that we have not loved God with our whole heart and we have not loved our neighbor as ourselves.  We are saints in process with warts and irregularities that challenge each other.  We should all wear signs, “BE patient, God is not finished with me yet!!!”

         We honor the cloud of saints today who have gone before and who have blessed our life.  We seek to live with the crowd of saints who surround us and who are in process.  I mention a third group, the children of saints.  That makes three “c’s” and we all know three points makes a good sermon, right!  I would be less than honest if I did not mention that not all people are saints.  Not all people have become Christians.  Now this is a bit of a touchy subject but as we look at our world and as we remember the dark places in our lives, we know this is true.  I am not talking about the “Oops, sorry I hurt your feelings” mistakes, but the real evil experienced in abuse, in war, in experiences underlying mental illness and the evil that so terribly scars so many lives. 

         We come to an amazing truth in Christianity.  Life starts with death!  I suspect not too many “amens” on that one.  We read in Romans 6:4, “Therefore we have been buried with him by baptism into death, so that, just as Christ was raised from the dead by the glory of the Father, so we too might walk in newness of life.”  In our baptism, we identify with Christ and with his death, and that opens the door to life.  As my husband would say, “That’s deep!”  That’s a verse we should underline in our Bible so it jumps out an reminds us when we get discouraged.

         As Lutherans, we believe that all people have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God, Romans 3:23.  We bring our babies and new believers to be baptized because we believe baptism is a sacrament, a sacred act, whereby through our faith and testimony or through the faith of the parents, we are marked with the cross on our brow and on our breast.  We commit ourselves and our children to Christ believing he walks through that cave of death with us.  He is the one faithful to that covenant formed, not us.  He went to the cross and rose again proving he has conquered death.  No saint, as wonderful as they may have been in life, has resurrected and can promise eternal life.  No living saint, as wonderful as their testimony may be and as godly as their life may be, can offer to go through death with us.  It is only as we identify with the resurrected Christ that we can be sure the cave of death has a back door to eternity.

         Unlike Aesop’s Fables that capture part of the great truths of life, we believe there is a greater truth that Christ revealed through his life.  Jesus came as the incarnate God, the Redeemer, and sends his Holy Spirit.  It is a truth we share with others.  We can walk up to that sly Fox sitting before the Lion in his cave and we can agre with the Fox that footprints go in but do not come out but we can share the good news that those people we honor today did walk into the cave but walked with someone greater than the lion and walked out the back door. 

         They were met by Jesus who said, “Unbind him, and let him go.”  We will meet our friends again in eternity.  The footprints they left in our lives comfort us as we grieve.  The crowd of saints around us, walks with us towards that cave.  The Holy Spirit walks with us. But as we enter the cave, we will hear the voice of our Savior welcoming us into eternity and he will say, “Unbind”.  Wow!!! 

The people of God said, “AMEN! Praise be to God!”

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For All the Saints

November 6, 2021

Tomorrow is All Saints Sunday.  Many churches honor those who have died this year by lighting candles or perhaps ringing bells and reading names.  The hymn “For All the Saints” was written in 1864 by Bishop William W. How in England for this Sunday.  It is based on Hebrews 12:1, “Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us also lay aside every weight and the sin that clings so closely, and let us run with perseverance the race that is set before us,”  Bishop How was known by “parishioners (who) called him by various popular titles including “the children’s bishop,” “the poor man’s bishop,” and “the omnibus bishop,” the latter designation for his frequent travel among the people of his parish.”  The hymn reminds us that all Christians are saints who walk in the company of those who have gone before and those who walk beside us.  We are a blessed people by our relationship with all of them.

         The hymn was intended to be a commentary on the third article of the Apostles’ Creed when the congregation confesses that they believe “in the communion of saints, the forgiveness of sins and the resurrection of the body.”  The hymn was popular for All Saints Sunday but as Reformation and Halloween have become more prominent, this hymn’s familiarity has faded. 

         May you enjoy this more modern rendition of it!  Blessings.


Saints: Taste

November 5, 2021

This week we are walking from All Saints Day to All Saints Sunday, the first Sunday in November.  Saints are people who have greatly blessed our lives and encouraged us on by their example and their love.  We grieve their absence when we see pictures that carry strong memories.  We keep little keepsakes around the house that remind us of them.  Music may trigger strong memories also.  Our five senses are receptors that hold strong memories.

         One of our early quick trips to the States involved a meal at my parent’s house.  Our eldest was perhaps six years old.  My mother baked our favorite, baked chicken.  Our son took one look at the dinner and asked, “Grandma, whose chicken was this?”  He only knew chickens that ran in our pen!  I’m guessing that if my siblings and I were to take a vote, my mom’s chocolate chip cookies would be near the top of favorite.  Yup, I couldn’t just eat one.  Her recipe is worn beyond readability.  These memories are connected to taste.

         Psalms 34:8 tells us, “O taste and see that the Lord is good; happy are those who take refuge in him.”  It makes me think of that chocolate cookie melting in my mouth and the release of tension in my body as I experience the love.  I think King David meant something like that.  As we remember the saints we do grieve, missing them but we also sit and meditate on memories that take away the pain of loneliness and meaninglessness.  They loved us and cared for us.  God cares for us.  When we go to communion, we kneel and receive the wafer and the cup and are commanded to remember.  Jesus cared so much he shed his blood and gives us life.  Jesus gave his body that builds and sustains us.  Taste is important.

         Paul deepens this connection between taste and sainthood in Hebrews  2:8,9,  “As it is, we do not yet see everything in subjection to them (humans), but we do see Jesus, who for a little while was made lower than the angels, now crowned with glory and honor because of the suffering of death, so that by the grace of God he might taste death for everyone.”  Christ tasted death so we will not have to eternally die and perish.  Wow, that is a meal worth celebrating.


Music: The Messiah

November 4, 2021

Music and Memories

This week we honor saints who have gone before us, who surround us, and who follow in our footsteps.  For the older generation, dealing with the scrapbooks and sorting through pictures is a huge challenge.  Pictures carry so many memories and remind us how saints and sinners have formed our lives.  The statues that sit on mantles, hang on walls, and decorate our homes often carry deep memories and honor the saints.  My father’s sailor’s hat only recently was relinquished from me, the oldest daughter, to my younger brother.

         Today I want to focus on music as a receptacle of memories.  My parents died about a year apart and I was able to fly home for the funerals.  Adrenalin and friends carried me through the ceremonies.  Back in Africa, one day I decided to put on the Mitch Miller CD that played old family songs we sang back in the day.  Suddenly I was sobbing my heart out, grieving the death of my father as the words to “That Old Gang of Mine” floated in the air.  We associate many songs with people and meaningful events. We know the baseball game often starts with the National Anthem.  We have favorite Christmas songs we always watch and carry memories.  Couples often talk about “our song” that has accompanied them through the years and brings tender moments to mind.  Music gets linked to saints that have blessed our lives.

         George Frederick Handel’s oratorio Messiah is possibly one of the most famous classical music pieces in the world and is played thousands of times at Christmas and often at Easter.  Handel wrote the piece in 18 days and it premiered in Dublin in 1742, near Easter.  Now it is a Christmas must.  The opening portion, “Comfort Ye My People” is one of my favorite parts as it so captures the heart and intent of God – even in the Old Testament.  “Comfort, comfort my people, says your God. Speak tenderly to Jerusalem and proclaim to her that her hard service has been completed, that her sin has been paid for, that she has received from the Lord’s hand double for all her sins. (Isaiah 40: 1-2)  The cloud of saints in heaven is experiencing their reward for their journey here on earth.  We in the crowd of saints here on earth can look forward to the “Halleluiah” chorus when all memories will be set right.  Blessings as you listen.  What is your favorite song that reminds you of a saint in your life?

https://www.cbc.ca/news/entertainment/handel-s-messiah-6-surprising-facts-1.3351122


Statues: David

November 3, 2021

We are traveling down “memory lane” as we remember “All Saints”- those past, those present, and those following in our footsteps- this week.  Dealing with memories of these “saints” is a huge personal challenge.  Some people who have so impacted our lives take years of counseling as we try to “declutter” their impact on our lives.  Others people who have impacted our lives, we keep photo albums that mean so much to us.  We love those pictures that remind us who we are and where we come from.  We have another method of honoring saints, though.  That is in the “statues” or the things we keep that bring the person into present memory.

         I look around my living room and I have hanging there a bronze wall hanging of a mailbox.  It was a popular artsy thing to do in the 60s or 70s.  My father was a postal inspector and I gave it to him to honor his years of service fighting fraud.  It hung on their wall and was a favorite place to hide jellybeans on Easter.  I have inherited the art piece and it reminds me of him but it also carries a story that formed me. 

         One college holiday I worked in the post office sorting mail and whined that it was sooooo boring.  I received a proper lecture on the importance of mail.  Mail connects people.  Mail carries checks that keep people alive.  Mail carries wedding, death and release from prison announcements.  Mail is important!!!  The written word is important.  Our messages are important.  The open mailbox hanging on the wall reminds me.

         When I think of iconic statues that have carried messages to the world through the centuries, I think of Michelangelo’s statue, David.  One of the favorite Bible stories that we teach our children is the story of David and Goliath, 1 Samuel 17.  A youth comes from the fields where he watches his father’s sheep, to bring food to his brothers on the warfront, bullied by a giant, Goliath, seven feet tall.  There we have an iconic setting, the seemingly impossible challenges facing us when we feel so totally overwhelmed.  We know that feeling.  As the story goes, David takes five stones from a brook and meets the giant with his sling.  David famously confronts Goliath, “You come against me with sword and spear and javelin, but I come against you in the name of the Lord Almighty, the God of the armies of Israel, whom you have defied. (17:45)”

         The mailbox reminds me of the importance of the written word.  The statue of David reminds me that “enemies” come against us threatening death but God helps us be “saints” that bring life, hope and courage to others.  Look up from your reading now and gaze around your piece of reality.  Is there some thing that reminds you of saints past, present and future who bless your life?  Say a prayer of thanks.  Or if there is need for a prayer of forgiveness, that works too.  We are works in process being formed in cast off, imperfect pieces of marble.  God is working with us.  Thank goodness!

https://www.vam.ac.uk/articles/the-story-of-michelangelos-david


Pictures: The Last Supper

November 2, 2021

We are traveling this week between “All Saints Day,” November 1, to “All Saints Sunday” this year on November 7.  We are still in the Pentecost season and we are still using Mark as our lens for understanding the life of Jesus and the impact of his life on ours.  Yesterday we pondered how difficult it is to “declutter” memories.  Some things we just can’t forget. And in some way the Bible is a collection of memories of the saints who have gone before us and who have impacted our lives with their stories.

          Today at a Bible study I attended, a friend brought a picture she had laminated and keeps on her refrigerator of her mother’s last moments with her father.  She is leaning over the hospital bed, her hands on either side of his face communicating with him.  He, a doctor by profession, understood all the machines he was hooked to, and knew he was passing.  In the picture, he is gazing in love at his wife and life’s partner and showing no fear of the coming moments.  That is an iconic picture for my friend as it captures a memory, a moment that she does not ever want to forget. 

         We look at pictures and remember truths about who we are and how others have impacted our lives.  Pictures capture spiritual truth also.  We see the “saint” in context.  The wrinkles, the hospital gowns, and the irregularities fade as the picture captures a truth.  Not all pictures are like that but many are receptors of our memories of saints, people who have blessed us by their walk.

         This makes me think of one of the most iconic pictures from the Bible painted by Leonardo de Vinci, “the Last Supper.”  It was painted around 1496 so represents de Vinci’s interpretation of Mark 14:17-26..  Jesus’ 12 disciples are gathered around him. These are 12 ordinary people who changed their world.  They are not educated as we think today.  They are flawed as we are today.  Judas betrays as some do today.  Peter denies as we often do today.  But Jesus trusted these men to carry the story of the nature of God who incarnated, worked with ordinary people like us, died and resurrected so that “All Saints Day” speaks of death that opens into eternal life.  We do not know what eternity will look like but we have this painting that pictures faithfulness into eternity.  Thank you, Lord.


All Saints Day

November 1, 2021

Catholics and many others call November 1 “All Saints Day.” Next Sunday, November 7 will be All Saints Sunday.  We will remember those people, the saints, in our churches that have died this year.  In my little congregation there will be 13 names.  As far as I know, none are Coved related.  The reality of life weighs heavy on my heart.

         In the past five years my husband and I have moved twice.  I remember our first realtor whose favorite word was, “DECLUTTER!”  We carried boxes of books to Half Price Bookstore.  Good Will inherited clothes we did not think we would loose weight to fit into again or that would not be needed in the new climate.  Children inherited family memorabilia that we hoped one day to pass on to them.  Others items were held to avoid a family feud.  Yes, we shredded and tossed out a lot of paper stuff.  The one thing that has followed us and that we find so hard to simplify are the photo albums, the memories.  I kept promising I would get to them in the new setting, when things settled down and I could think straight.  Have I done it yet?  NO!  My friends are bemoaning the same plight.  Memories of our loved ones or even our enemies, people who have hurt us, are difficult to just “declutter” like old wedding gifts.

         But wait, “saints” refers to three “c” groups. First is the cloud of saints that surround us, the saints who have gone before.  Secondly there is the crowd of saints that we live with.  And thirdly there are the children, the “saints becoming” that follow behind us.  “Saint” is how God sees us whether we are with him, on our way or becoming.  It is our standing in Christ even as we realize we are sinners.  We are a bit of a mixed bag.  Our lives create memories that impacts others.

         Take a moment and light a candle. 

         Can you think of a saint who has gone before who has blessed your life?  Say a prayer of thanks.

         Can you think of a saint, someone who is alive now, who blesses you and helps you carry your burdens?  Say a prayer of thanks.

         Can you think of a young saint whose life you would like to impact?  Say a prayer for them.

         Thank you, Lord, for those who have gone before to show us the way, for those who walk beside us on our journey, and for those lives we impact for you.  Blessings are you walk down memory lane.