This past week has been one to remember, even if we might wish to forget it. As a community, Saskatchewan grieved the loss of more than ten people at the hands of a murderer. We joined with the rest of the world, especially the countries of the Commonwealth, in losing Queen Elizabeth II. Many of us had individual experiences of grief and loss on top of the community losses. It left many people reeling. If I had been asked, “What will you say to make sense of this or to make it better?” my answer would have been, “Nothing. I have nothing to say to make sense of this or to make it better.”
At times such as these, I am grateful for the Holy Spirit’s gracious gifts to me. One of those gifts was the Lectionary. I am glad I didn’t have to go and find a text or texts for this Sunday, they were there, waiting for me.
The sermons are about what it means to be found. Luke 15 has stories about a sheep, a coin, and a child, being lost and found. We sometimes think being found is a one-time thing but we can get lost more than once and need to be found again . . . and again . . . and again.
I hope one of both of the sermons connects with you in a helpful way, perhaps even providing some comfort.