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Following Jesus: Cost & Benefit

Listen for God’s word to you from Mark 5:21-43…   When Jesus had crossed again in the boat   to the other side, a great crowd gathered around him; and he was by the sea.   Then one of the leaders of the synagogue named Jairus came and, when he saw him, fell at his feet   and begged him repeatedly, “My little daughter is at the point of death. Come and lay your hands on her, so that she may be made well, and live.”   So he went with him. And a large crowd followed him and pressed in on him.   Now there was a woman who had been suffering from hemorrhages for twelve years.   She had endured much under many physicians and had spent all that she had; and she was no better but rather grew worse.   She had heard about Jesus and came up behind him in the crowd and touched his cloak,   for she said, “If I but touch his clothes, I will be made well.”   Immediately her hemorrhage stopped; and she felt in her body that she was healed of her disease....

Put Yourself in the Scene

I would like to do something different this morning instead of simply reading the Scripture from Mark 2:1-12. I would like for you to close your eyes and imagine the scene described…. Close your eyes and imagine that you are living in first century Palestine and that you are standing outside a house in Capernaum by the Sea of Galilee. Can you picture the stone walls, and the roof made of earth and straw? Do you see a crowd gathered around, wearing robes, and having dusty, sandaled feet? Can you smell the sea air? Do you hear the sound of seagulls in the distance? Can you feel the warmth of the sun on the back of your neck? Perhaps you can smell the sweat of bodies packed close around and in this simple house with its few small rooms clustered around an open courtyard. Can you still savor the strong taste of the fish you had for breakfast? Alright, you can open your eyes, but now I want you to imagine who you are in this scene. First, there is a crowd of people. Why are you there in the...

Touching the Outcast

Who are we afraid to touch?  There was a time when people were afraid to touch patients with AIDS or be anywhere near them. Elizabeth Kubler Ross, the famed author of the book, On Death and Dying, tried to establish a work with AIDS patients in Highland County, Virginia, many years ago. However, she was, basically, driven out of the county, I believe, in part, by fear. On the positive side, on a worldwide level, Princess Diana helped many people to overcome their fear of AIDS by meeting with AIDS patients and touching them.  In our text for today from Mark 1:40-45 we are going to read about someone in the ancient world who most people were afraid to touch, most people except Jesus. Listen for God’s word to you…. A leper came to him begging him, and kneeling he said to him, “If you choose, you can make me clean.” Moved with pity, Jesus stretched out his hand and touched him, and said to him, “I do choose. Be made clean!” Immediately the leprosy left him, and he was made clean. ...

Who is the author of your life?

Babe Ruth was, of course, the great home run hitter for the New York Yankees baseball team. During one particular at-bat, the umpire, Babe Pinelli, called Ruth out on strikes. There was a stunned silence in the stands. Ruth turned to Pinelli and said, “There are 40,000 people here who know that last one was a ball.” Pinelli replied, “Maybe so, but mine is the only opinion that counts.” We live in a world of thousands of opinions. Whose opinion counts? Who has the authority that matters? There are experts in every field imaginable, some of whom say conflicting things. Who do we look to as our authority?  This is the question that Mark addresses in the portion of his Gospel that we are going to read today. Listen for God’s Word to you from Mark 1:21-34… They went to Capernaum; and when the sabbath came, he entered the synagogue and taught. They were astounded at his teaching, for he taught them as one having authority, and not as the scribes. Just then there was in their synagogue a ...