Sermons

And how big is that plan? Go out tonight, lay on your back in the cool dampness of the grass, when it is pitch black, and simply look up to see how many stars there are. And by all means, do not try to count them, but simply be absorbed into the greatness and the grandness of them. For then, our hope will be grounded — for this world, for our life, for our church, and for our music — not in our own schemes, but rather in the one who laid out those stars. The one who has already promised and given us a home, and the one who always will give us a home. The one who simply asks us to step out and into new beginnings and new blessings, too many to count.

Remember, in the end of every faith, in the end of every story, in the end of every chapter, there is a new beginning. Amen.