COLLEGE!! On this, Duke’s 2015 LDOC (Last Day of Classes), I present to you a post I wrote for the Covenant blog yesterday, about vocational discernment–how God calls us to his service–in college and other stages of life.
I am a fan of Ricky Gervais. I have loved the BBC version of the Office longer than I have been a practicing Christian. I followed Ricky on Facebook a number of years ago and his posts generally amuse me. Yet, occasionally, he posts some fairly vitriolic anti-Christian items. He is an avowed atheist who seems to consider religion with about the same level of charity as Hitchens and Dawkins. Sometimes this frustrates me to no end. Ricky also often posts about human rights and animal rights and part of me wants to shout to him that some of the most vocal and effective proponents of both are people of faith.
Yet, I can’t always shake my feeling that sometimes, somehow, he has it right. I don’t mean that he has it right that somehow religion is an awful and fruitless thing. Or maybe I do mean that, I suppose.
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A Sermon for the Seventeenth Sunday after Pentecost, October 5, 2014
Preached by the Rev’d Canon Dane E. Boston, Trinity Episcopal Cathedral, Columbia, South Carolina
Texts: Philippians 3:4b-14; Matthew 21:33-46
May I speak in the Name of God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Ghost. Amen.
When was the last time you worked on your resume? That may seem a strange and irrelevant question to those of you not actively seeking employment. That may seem a perfectly ridiculous question to those of you who are retired.
But I’d like you to think for a moment of what working on a resume means. Think of that process of distilling the important stuff of your life down to one or two measly pages. Think of the struggle to give a sense for your passion and purpose through a dull litany of old jobs. Think of that effort to prove…
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a bi-fold closet door/screen idea I’m inspired by this morning.
(from Little Green Notebook)
I’ve been thinking, recently, about the Episcopal Church. There’s a lot that makes me cry and makes me want a glass of wine, but it’s the only place where evangelical zeal, mystical drama, and universal, historical order meet–as my friend Andrew Petiprin says here.
reblogged from the Covenant Blog.
hope of things not seen 