It is perhaps too much to say I never know what or where a Sunday is going to do or go but not by much.
If this Sunday’s sermon seems a bit funereal it is because it kind of was. One of the women in the community died of cancer leaving children, grandchildren, mother, friends, . . . . grieving. I might disregard Mother’s Day or Father’s Day but I am not going to disregard the experience the congregation is going through.
There is only one sermon because this Sunday was a joint service. The people from St. Mark’s who were able came out to Knox to worship together, let the kids play some games after the service and then eat together. It happens every year and is a highlight of the year for both congregations. The service is held in the Community Centre, which explains the different sound. You will also hear more kids being kids and I hope you’re okay with that.
The Holy Spirit superintended the Lectionary to have us spending some time with Psalm 23 which seemed to be the direction we needed to go.