God Tearing Open the Heavens

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The texts for Sunday, November 30, 2014 (Advent 1B): Isaiah 64:1–9Psalm 80:1–7, 17–191 Corinthians 1:3–9; and Mark 13:24–37

Audio of sermon:  Sermon Advent 1B

… In the demonstrations and riots and commentaries

in the articles about systemic racism and the militarization of the police

Even in the heart-touching stories of those who do care and rise up to make real connections in the community,

We’ve been reminded that we are not so unlike the Israelites returning to Jerusalem

that we have established systems that cause the wealthy to benefit at the expense of the poor and vulnerable

that we are condemned by the very same words of confession that the prophet recites:

We have all become like one who is unclean

and all our righteous deeds are like a filthy cloth

We all fade like a leaf

and our iniquities, like the wind, take us away.

We all are bound up in the systems of violence and racism.

We are all dehumanized by the ways that our society determines that some lives are more valuable than others

Our communities are torn apart by the violence that we perpetuate thinking that somehow this is redemptive or restorative.

We should be crying out with the prophet

O that you would tear open the heavens and come down! …

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