Category: Sermons

  • Imagine a church without Paul

    Imagine a church without Paul

    Easter 3C
    St Luke’s Church, Mosman
    5 May 2019

    Thank you to Fr Max for the opportunity to be with you this morning and especially for the privilege of serving as preacher at this service. To lead the gathered people of God as we break open the Word and discern what the Spirit might be saying to the church is indeed an awesome and precious opportunity. So thank you.

    Greetings from Christ Church Cathedral in Grafton, it is good to be here with you this morning and to sense the bonds of faith and liturgy that we share as Anglicans across time and place.

    Greetings also from the Episcopal Diocese of Jerusalem and the Middle East. As a Canon emeritus of St George’s Cathedral in Jerusalem and a former Dean of the College there, it is always my privilege to bring greetings from our sisters and brothers in the Holy Land.

     

    On the road to Damascus

    For the past couple of weeks we have been parsing the early Easter experience of those people who found themselves picking up the pieces after Good Friday, and trying to make sense of the weird rumours that the one who had certainly been dead was somehow alive, with God and yet also with them.

    We find it hard to make sense of those stories after 2,000 years, but imagine how hard it must have been for the small group of people who did not abandon their hope that God was in Christ reconciling the world to himself, even though many of them had failed Jesus at his most critical time.

    For them there was no long tradition of Christian faith and practice to look back upon and from which to draw some credible basis for faith.

    Like the dedicated branch members in Isaacs, Lyons and Melbourne and Wills, those first disciples saw their hopes and dreams evaporate. Then the rumours started. There was no social media, but word was passing from one person to another that Jesus was not dead after all.

    Not exactly back to his old self, so to speak.

    Not walking the dusty roads of Palestine, teaching the crowds and healing the sick.

    But spotted here and there, and most often when his disciples gathered to break the bread and to seek strength from God for the world-transforming work to which God had called both Jesus and them.

    Instead of dispersing after the death of Jesus, his followers were hanging together and even growing in numbers.

    Like the broomstick in the Sorcerer’s Apprentice, the problem seemed to be getting worse with every attempt to deal with the ‘problem’ of the Jesus people.

    The authorities began to arrest and kill the followers of Jesus, but they just seemed to multiply.

    No longer limited to a few villages in Galilee and a handful of houses in Jerusalem, this sect was now to be found in many parts of the country and was even spreading to regional cities like Antioch and Damascus.

    A plan emerges: send young Saul to Damascus with letters of authority to arrest these crazy people and drag them back to Jerusalem for punishment. This nonsense must be stopped.

    Another broken broomstick …

    Saul will become Paul, the greatest and most influential follower of Jesus that the world has ever seen.

    Our first reading in today’s lectionary is the classic tale from Acts 9 of Saul’s “Damascus road” experience as he encounters the risen Lord: Acts 9:1-6.

    This is the first of three versions of the call/conversion of Saul/Paul in Acts, and they each tell the story a wee bit differently: chapters 9, 22 and 26.

    These variations form part of the narrative art of the author of Luke-Acts, and it is not clear that Paul would have agreed with the ways in which his own “Easter moment” was being portrayed. He was adamant that his ‘gospel’ came direct from God and without any human third parties involved. Acts gets there by the third iteration, but along the way portrays Paul as being nurtured by local runaway Christians in Damascus as he makes sense of his own encounter with the risen Lord.

    We have Paul’s own account in his own words in his letter to the Galatians, a region in southern Turkey. This may be the first piece of Christian literature to have survived and is commonly described as the first of Paul’s letters. It may be dated to 49/50 CE, just 20 years after Easter.

    You have heard, no doubt, of my earlier life in Judaism. I was violently persecuting the church of God and was trying to destroy it. I advanced in Judaism beyond many among my people of the same age, for I was far more zealous for the traditions of my ancestors. But when God, who had set me apart before I was born and called me through his grace, was pleased to reveal his Son to me, so that I might proclaim him among the Gentiles, I did not confer with any human being, nor did I go up to Jerusalem to those who were already apostles before me, but I went away at once into Arabia, and afterwards I returned to Damascus. (Galatians 1:13–17 NRSV)

     

    Can you imagine a church without Paul?

    It seems that God could not, and for sure the church we now are is deeply indebted to this mercurial figure who was not a follower of Jesus and yet became the most influential of the Apostles.

    The story of Paul encapsulates the Easter miracle, so we can be glad that the lectionary committee has chosen the passage from Acts 9 for us to reflect upon today.

    Of course, as we rejoice in the legacy of Paul, we are reminded that God may be waiting to ambush us—or our church.

    The God of Easter, the God who raised Jesus from the dead, the God who called Paul to serve as the greatest exponent of Christ is also the God calls us to live bravely into the future rather than defend the past.

    A disturbing God.

    The God of Easter.

  • The eternal dance of doubt​ and faith

    Earth Sunday / Easter 2C
    Christ Church Cathedral, Grafton
    28 April 2019

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    Already it has been a week.

    It seems a lot longer, doesn’t it since Easter? Was that really just a week ago? It has been an odd kind of week with ANZAC Day in between and all the other stuff that has happened. It seems a lot longer than just a week ago.

    Like the disciples in the first week of Easter we have made our way through our first week of Easter, wondering how we make sense of it all and what difference—if any—it makes to our lives anyway.

    As we gather in church today to reflect on all that, three major spiritual streams are converging:

    Earth Sunday
    Easter 2
    Baptism

    And all of this in the context of a Eucharist when we gather around the Table of Jesus, take bread made from grain which the earth has given us and drink wine made from the vine sustained by Earth herself.

     

    Gathering at the Table of Jesus also features in the Gospel readings that we hear during these first weeks after Easter Day.

    The Table of Jesus is a place of identity: who we are is on display here.

    The Table of Jesus is a place of transformation: things of Earth become sacraments of heaven.

    The Table of Jesus is a place of encounter: The earliest disciples recognised Jesus alive among them in the breaking of the bread.

    The Table of Jesus is also a place where faith and doubt dance eternally: They are not either/or choices, but the dynamic of discipleship as we seek to discern and embrace the risen Lord active in our midst.

     

    So here we are, like the disciples in that Gospel reading which we have just heard, gathered around the Table of Jesus a week after Easter.

    We are a mixed mob. So were they.

    Some of us have faith that is so strong it seems nothing could ever break it. Some of us have doubts that are so strong that faith seems unreasonable. Most of us, perhaps, are somewhere in the middle: partners in the eternal dance of doubt and faith.

    Some of us will think that baptising Jace and Rylee is one of the most important things we can do for them. Others may think it is a quaint old family custom that cannot do much harm. Most of us—myself included—are somewhere in between. We are a mix of doubt and faith, anxiety and hope, strength and weakness; all at the same time, and always.

    It was like that in the Upper Room at Jerusalem as the disciples gathered around the Table of Jesus and wondered what sense to make of the weird rumours they had been hearing all week.

    Yes, Jesus had been dead.

    There was no doubt about that. They saw him on the cross and the Romans did not allow anyone to be rescued before they were dead.

    At least they had been allowed to remove the body of Jesus after he was dead. The Romans did not keep him on the cross as food for the birds and as a warning to other people not to step out of line.

    Seems it was bad luck for the Temple to have dead men on their crosses during Passover.

    Dead and buried, even if done hastily and without all the proper rituals.

    No doubt about that.

    But then the weird stories started.

    Mostly the women. Of course. Always more inclined to drama and fairy tales.

    But then Peter said he had seen Jesus too. Crusty old fisherman Pete. The Rock.

    And James, the brother of Jesus who was not even one of the disciples.

    Then Cleopas and his wife from Emmaus.

    Mary Magdalene was on a campaign. She had always loved Jesus, but now she was insisting he still alive even though everyone knew he was dead.

    Thomas was a tough nut to crack. No women’s gossip for him. He was not going to believe all this Easter stuff until he could see Jesus for himself and touch the wounds from the crucifixion.

    A week later his disciples were again in the house, and Thomas was with them. Although the doors were shut, Jesus came and stood among them and said, “Peace be with you.” Then he said to Thomas, “Put your finger here and see my hands. Reach out your hand and put it in my side. Do not doubt but believe.” Thomas answered him, “My Lord and my God!” Jesus said to him, “Have you believed because you have seen me? Blessed are those who have not seen and yet have come to believe.” (John 20:26–29 NRSV)

     

    I love that ancient Christian story.

    It reminds me that doubt is a healthy part of faith. Indeed, it reminds me that faith without any questions or doubt may not be very healthy at all.

    That is the eyes-wide-open kind of religion into which we baptise Jace and Ryle this morning.

    Parents and godparents are promising to teach them the steps in the dance of doubt and faith, listening for the sacred music at the heart of the universe, and moving their lives in harmony with the God who says, “Here I am. Come and play.”

    The Cathedral has a part to play in the dance, but the most important roles are those performed by the parents, godparents and extended family.

    How you look at the world will become the way they look at the world.

    How you manage your doubts and your beliefs will become their way as well.

     

    Being Earth Sunday, we are reminded that this is not just about us and it is certainly not about buying fire insurance to get human souls out of hell.

    At the heart of everything is the fact that the world exists.

    Not only is the Earth here, but Earth has developed the capacity to be aware of itself and to know that it is here.

    We are the Earth coming to conscious awareness.

    Life is not about us over here and Earth over there.

    We are Earthlings, and what counts for us as salvation is also salvation for all of creation: for the Earth itself and the universe as a whole.

    Easter is not just for humans, but for God’s whole created universe.

    At Christmas we celebrate God among us—Emmanuel‚ as sacred Spirit becomes human person; the Creator becomes Earthling.

    At Easter we celebrate the transformation of reality that God’s dance makes possible.

    Again, we find the dance of doubt and faith drawing us into the future, into God herself.

    Have we got this all figured out? No way.

    But this too is what we will be sharing with Jace and Rylee in the days, weeks, months and years to come.

     

    So, let’s head down to the font and get this dance started …

     

  • The God who says YES

    Easter Day
    Christ Church Cathedral, Grafton
    21 April 2019

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    An Easter sermon.

    For us the events of the past few days have been a rollercoaster experience, as we have followed Jesus through high moments of success and deep moments of failure and suffering.

     

    There were indeed some high points in that final week:

    The dramatic entrance to the city and the rapturous welcome from the crowd …

    Crowds hanging on every word as Jesus taught in the temple precincts …

    The raising of Lazarus and the party a few days later when the family said thank you to Jesus …

    The anonymous supporter in the Essene quarter of the city who made available an upstairs room for what turned out to be their final meal together …

    Jesus washing their feet …

     

    But it had also been a week of setbacks and then the great disaster:

    Back room deals to eliminate Jesus

    One of the inner circle selling him out …

    The arrest in the garden …

    A trial process that was corrupt from start to finish …

    The crowd choosing Barabbas over Jesus …

    The horror and shame of crucifixion …

    And not even a chance for a proper burial …

     

    Through it all Jesus seemed calm, almost at peace. Not elated by the praise nor dismayed by the opposition.

    Jesus was preparing to die in the same way that he lived: always faithful to the God who called, and always ready to say, “Yes. Here I am.”

    He was faithful to the end. And what a cruel end.

     

    Jesus demonstrated total trust in God even to the point of death.

    Never seeking to be a martyr, but always ready to live into whatever God asked of him.

    Jesus said YES to God.

     

    And God said YES to Jesus.

     

    Millennia earlier, God said YES to creation and called our universe into being.

    God said YES to freedom and free will.

    God said YES to covenant.

    God said YES to incarnation.

    God said YES to a faithful soul who asked no special favours.

     

    In God’s YES is our future and our destiny.

     

    In God’s YES, Jesus passed through and beyond death into the very heart of God’s own being.

    In God’s YES we are invited to embrace love and reject fear, to choose life.

     

    Are we able to say YES to the God who says YES?

    Are we able to say YES to all those around us who say YES to God?

    With them will we fashion a compassionate community of faith that says YES to life, to hope and to community?

    YES, our doors are open. YES, our hearts are open. YES, our minds are open.

    YES to God, YES to the future, YES to hope …

     

     

     

     

  • In memory of her

    Christ Church Cathedral Grafton
    Lent 5 (C)
    7 April 2019

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    A woman with a jar of expensive ointment …

    The episode in today’s Gospel is one of my favourite stories.

    It must have been a favourite story 2,000 years ago as well, because it shows up in all 4 Gospels.

    That does not happen very often.

    Lots of our favourite Jesus stories only occur in a single Gospel, while some occur in two or three. But it is quite rare for a story to have been included in all 4 of the Gospels.

    For a list of Gospel episodes ranked by the date of the first document to mention them and then grouped according to the number of independent witness, see the Crossan inventory on the Jesus Database web site.

    Now to be fair—and perhaps as we would expect—the story differs a bit depending on who is telling the tale:

    Where and when: In Mark and Matthew the event happens at Bethany in the house of Simon the leper a few days before the arrest of Jesus. In Luke the event happens at the house of Simon the Pharisee in the Galilee, 100km north of Jerusalem and many months earlier. In John the event is again at Bethany in the last few days before Easter, but this time it is in the house of Lazarus, Martha and Mary,

    What happens: In Mark and Matthew an anonymous woman comes into the house with a jar of very expensive ointment (nard, according to Mark). She pours the oil over the head of Jesus, perhaps as a prophetic sign that he is the anointed one, the messiah. In Luke the anonymous woman is a “sinner” (sex worker perhaps?) who washes Jesus’ feet with her tears, wipes the dry with her hair, and then anoints his feet with the ointment while kissing them continuously. In John’s version of the story, they are hosting a party to celebrate Lazarus having been brought back to life by Jesus after being dead and buried for 4 days. What a party that would have been! Now the woman with the ointment is Mary, the sister of Lazarus, and she anoints his feet with the ointment, then dries them with her hair.

    The onlookers: The disciples in Mark and Matthew object at the waste of money involved in such an action. In Luke the Pharisees thinks to himself that if Jesus were really a prophet he would realise “what sort of woman this is” and not allow her to touch him like that. In John it is Judas who objects to the waste of money.

    The response of Jesus: In Mark and Matthew, Jesus rebukes the disciples while commending the woman and giving her a blessing: “She has done something beautiful for me. Wherever the Gospel is proclaimed what she has done will be told in memory of her.” In Luke Jesus responds by saying that the extreme love being shown by the woman is because she has been blessed so much, and then he assures her that her sins have been forgiven. In John, Jesus accepts the action of Mary as a prophetic sign of his own burial and reminds his listeners that they will always have the poor to help, if they really care so much about them!

     

    What do we make of a story like that, and especially so close to Holy Week?

     

    The story in John is set “six days before the Passover” and the day before Palm Sunday.

    Jesus is about to die, but he is having a family party with a guy who was dead before Jesus himself raised the man back to life just a few days earlier (in John chapter 11).

    This is a story that drips with symbolism, and not just with massage oil.

    How do we respond when God is up to something in our lives?

    One option is to revert to the rules. Be sensible. Watch the spending. Avoid extravagance. Act out of fear. Be afraid. Try to protect yourself.

    No good news in that kind of response.

    Another option is to respond with open-hearted generosity, and to throw love around as if there is never going to be any shortage of hope. Cross the boundaries. Spend the savings. Show your feelings. Live in the moment.

    In each version of this story, the woman with the ointment has caught a glimpse of God’s generosity in Jesus and she makes a whole-hearted response. She does not care what the powerful men sitting around the table think about her.

    She wants to say YES to God … and express her thanks for the blessings in her life.

    In the oldest version of this story, the one found in Mark and Matthew, Jesus makes a remarkable comment on her action:

    Everywhere that the Gospel is proclaimed what she has done will be told in remembrance of her … in remembrance of her.

    Those are words that evoke what Jesus said at the Last Supper a few nights later: Do this in remembrance of me … drink this cup in remembrance of me”.

    Careful observance of the rules might be a sensible thing to do, but extravagant acts of random kindness and generosity are at the very heart of our faith as disciples of Jesus.

    That is what we are called to do, and that is the mindset into which we baptise Lachlan this morning …

     

     

     

     

     

  • The four temptations of Jesus

    First Sunday of Lent
    Christ Church Cathedral, Grafton
    10 March 2019

    [ video ]

    The tradition of Jesus spending some time alone in the wilderness being “tested” (tempted) by Satan is found in three of the four Gospels, but is unknown to the Gospel of John.  It is a well-known tale that is deeply embedded in our souls.

    In the so-called “Q Gospel”—the material preserved only by Matthew and Luke—this meme is developed into a story with three episodes.

    Many stories in the western cultural canon have three episodes. It is how we like to tell stories, or even construct sermons.

    “Forty days” is itself a biblical meme that occurs repeatedly in the Scriptures. It indicates an extended period of time during which major developments may occur.

    For the anonymous Christian storyteller who shaped this story, this is the time when Jesus undergoes the challenges that any ancient hero was expected to survive in order to demonstrate their character and their skill.

    This story is not a memory of a historical moment, but a meditation on the deeper truth that Jesus constantly had to choose faithfulness to God’s call on his life, rather than be seduced by second-best; an acceptable action in itself but not what God required of him.

    That is a challenge we all face every day.

     

    Turn these stones into bread

    The first temptation …

    And what can be wrong about a hungry person turning a few desert stones into warm bread rolls?

    Nothing in itself, but context is everything.

    The reply Jesus makes to the Satan figure in this story points to a spiritual crisis from which we mostly avert our eyes: “One does not live by bread alone.”

    The “daily bread” for which Jesus teaches us to pray is not at stake here, but rather our insatiable appetite to acquire and consume.

    We want … morefasterbetterimpressiveconvenience

    And we want it now.

    But in our heart of hearts we know that we are not defined by the baubles for which we compete.

    We do not live by “bread” alone …

     

    Look at what could be yours

    The second temptation …

    Come with me to an imaginary mountain from which one can survey the entire world, stretching out in all its immense flatness before us. As far as the eye can see, and then some …

    Can you see that, Jesus?

    Let’s cut a deal.

    I can make you successful, and powerful. One of a kind. All you need to do is play by my rules.

    Power is seductive, but Jesus would never take that route.

    He chooses the path that leads to a cross in the garbage pit outside the walls of Jerusalem, rather than the highway that leads to power.

    We are not called to be powerful, or successful.

    It is enough to be faithful.

     

    At the temple’s edge

    Temptation three …

    Now things are getting a little weird.

    Let’s see what you are made of Jesus; and whether God really cares about you at all.

    Come over here to the very edge of the temple in Jerusalem and throw yourself from the highest point. You will be fine, eh? After all, you are special. God will look after you.

    Jesus would be offered that wrong choice another time: when hanging on the cross. The clergy from the temple say to one another: “Let’s wait and see if God will rescue him, since he claims to be God’s son.”

    None of us would ever fall for that one, right?

    We would never think that God exists to keep us safe from our own stupid choices or the hostile actions of other people?

    We would never treat the planet like it exists for our sake, rather than the other way around?

    We would never take advantage of other people for our own short term satisfaction?

    Selfishness may be the worst temptation of them all.

     

     

    Until next time …

    “When the devil had finished every test, he departed from him until an opportune time.” (Luke 4:13)

    Spiritual victories are never complete.

    There is always next time.

    Jesus was not given a green pass after his successful completion of the inaugural testing regime.

    There would be other opportunities to fail.

    Other moments of vulnerability.

    There always are.

    The authentic life is a commitment to persistent and recurring faithfulness, not an easy jog to the finish line after some early successes.

    We are in this for the long haul.

    So is the dark one.

    But so is God.

     

    The home town crowd

    They know us better than anyone else. Probably better than we know ourselves. If we are truly blessed, they love us despite knowing us so well.

    They are the home town crowd, or simply our family and friends.

    Fresh from his spiritual challenges in the wilderness, Jesus heads home to Nazareth and goes to the synagogue for worship on Shabbat.

    It does not go well.

    The home crowd is a tough gig.  Always has been.

    Jesus reflects somewhat ruefully on a dynamic known across the centuries:

    “Truly I tell you, no prophet is accepted in the prophet’s hometown.”

    That is one of the rare sayings of Jesus which is is found in all four Gospels.

    Another temptation perhaps?

    Living with criticism from those we love?

     

    We have two choices

    The modern Jewish philosopher and social critic, Noam Chomsky, has the last word this week:

    We have two choices. We can be pessimistic, give up, and help ensure that the worst will happen. Or we can be optimistic, grasp the opportunities that surely exist, and maybe help make the world a better place. Not much of a choice.

     

     

  • And the lot fell on Matthias

    Christ Church Cathedral Grafton
    Feast of St Matthias
    24 February 2019

     

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    It was the first extraordinary General Meeting in church history, and they had to fill a key position in the inaugural leadership team of the Jesus movement.

    At least that is how the Acts of the Apostles, written by “Luke” as a sequel for his version of the great tradition about Jesus, tells the story.

    Judas was no longer with them. His place needed to be filled. The Twelve needed to be complete as the new global mission commenced.

    Two candidates are put forward: Joseph and Matthias. Both of them apparently from the circle of people who had been with Jesus since his Baptism, although there is never a mention of them in any earlier traditions. Not even in the earlier verses of Acts 1.

    It was not only the first GM. It was also the first church raffle! And the prize went to … Matthias.

    All told, this is a strange story and it sits oddly alongside the traditions found in the four Gospels as well as the letters of Paul. Matthias comes from nowhere and disappears just as fast. He is never heard of again.

    Matthias matters more to me than most because my first appointment after my ordination as a Deacon was the Church of St Matthias at Zillmere, in Brisbane. The white vestments worn at my first Eucharist as a Priest were a gift from the Church of St Matthias, as was the pottery mass set made by Brother William, SFF and used at that first Eucharist.

    So, what do we do with a story like that and a feast like this?

    Well, in the absence of any solid information let me offer some reflections as we seek wisdom for the journey of life.

    As Luke tells the story in the book of Acts, the early Jesus movement was a religious community with soft edges.

    Already the boundaries were loose and expanding.

    There were the surviving 11 male disciples, there were “certain women” (as if Luke could not quite bring himself to call women like Mary the Magdalene disciples or apostles). There was Mary the mother of the Lord. (A rather surprising tradition, given the life expectancy of peasant women in first-century Palestine.) And Luke says there were the “brothers of the Lord”.

    All up around 120 people, according to Acts 1.

    One hundred and twenty people less 11 disciples, less Mary and less the 4 brothers of Jesus, leaves quite a large group of “certain women” as well as quite a few other blokes, it seems.

    Even if Luke, deferring to the cultural bias of his second-century audience, prefers not to name the women, or even count them.

    That’s not many people really, but a lot more than we would imagine from the earlier Gospels.

    Two of this larger group—excluding the brothers of Jesus (interestingly) and all of the women (not surprisingly)—were nominated at the Special Meeting to fill a vacancy on the Parish Council. Well, not exactly a Parish Council, but you get the idea.

    Our AGM after church this morning will be a lot less dramatic, I expect. And women are welcome to nominate!

    How widely do we cast the net when thinking of our membership circle?

    Are we a community which new people find easy to join and navigate?

    Will they be welcomed into key roles in the parish without having to serve a lengthy apprenticeship while we get to know them and make sure they know how things are done around here?

    Are we a faith community where people are welcome and included no matter their gender or their sexual orientation? Thankfully we can say YES to that one!

    Many churches in town could not say that.

    Are we a community where people bring their gifts as volunteers and contribute to building and shaping spiritual practices that are diverse, healthy and life-affirming?

    Again, I think we can say yes, even if it is one of the best-kept secrets in town.

    Later in the service and again during the service on Wednesday morning, we shall be recognising the ministry of the dozens of volunteers who make our shared life happen. On Wednesday we shall focus on those who contribute primarily to the Op Shop, the Bookshop, and the Cathedral grounds. But in a few minutes, we shall recognise those who do so much to enable and enrich our Sunday worship gatherings,

    Every Sunday is a team effort, and the ones you see up front in fancy robes are just the tip of a large iceberg.

    Meanwhile, whatever happened to Matthias and Joseph?

    For that matter, whatever happened to the other 102 persons whose names are not even mentioned?

    We have no idea, but we do know that because of their faithfulness the legacy of Jesus did not vanish after Easter but became a social movement that challenged, confronted and defeated the Roman Empire.

    Two hundred and ninety-five years after that first Extraordinary General Meeting of the Jesus movement in Jerusalem, the Christian Emperor Constantine summoned the bishops of the Roman world to a council in Nicea. The creed they agreed upon is what we shall stand to say together after this sermon ends.

    It all began with Matthias and the other 119 people who Luke says were gathered in the secret room between the Ascension and Pentecost.

    From little things big things grow.

    Thanks be to God.

     

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