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  1. The Hebrew language doesn't play games with your failure. It’s time to stop hiding and face the forensic reality of your sin. Get on your knees or keep rotting in mediocrity. ⚔️🔥

    #BiblicalManhood #HebrewWordStudy #Repentance

    bdking71.wordpress.com/2026/05

  2. The Hebrew language doesn't play games with your failure. It’s time to stop hiding and face the forensic reality of your sin. Get on your knees or keep rotting in mediocrity. ⚔️🔥

    #BiblicalManhood #HebrewWordStudy #Repentance

    bdking71.wordpress.com/2026/05

  3. The Hebrew language doesn't play games with your failure. It’s time to stop hiding and face the forensic reality of your sin. Get on your knees or keep rotting in mediocrity. ⚔️🔥

    #BiblicalManhood #HebrewWordStudy #Repentance

    bdking71.wordpress.com/2026/05

  4. The Hebrew language doesn't play games with your failure. It’s time to stop hiding and face the forensic reality of your sin. Get on your knees or keep rotting in mediocrity. ⚔️🔥

    #BiblicalManhood #HebrewWordStudy #Repentance

    bdking71.wordpress.com/2026/05

  5. A quotation from Brennan Manning

    At Sunday worship, as in every dimension of our existence, many of us pretend to believe we are sinners. Consequently all we can do is pretend to believe we have been forgiven. As a result, our whole spiritual life is pseudo repentance and pseudo bliss.

    Brennan Manning (1934-2013) American author, laicized priest, theologian, speaker [Richard Francis Xavier Manning]
    The Ragamuffin Gospel, ch. 7 “Paste Jewelry and Sawdust Hot Dogs” (1990)

    More about this quote: wist.info/manning-brennan/8397…

    #quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #brennanmanning #dishonesty #fabrication #facade #fakery #faking #falsehood #forgiveness #insincerity #pretense #pretension #repentance #sinner #spirituality

  6. A quotation from Brennan Manning

    At Sunday worship, as in every dimension of our existence, many of us pretend to believe we are sinners. Consequently all we can do is pretend to believe we have been forgiven. As a result, our whole spiritual life is pseudo repentance and pseudo bliss.

    Brennan Manning (1934-2013) American author, laicized priest, theologian, speaker [Richard Francis Xavier Manning]
    The Ragamuffin Gospel, ch. 7 “Paste Jewelry and Sawdust Hot Dogs” (1990)

    More about this quote: wist.info/manning-brennan/8397…

    #quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #brennanmanning #dishonesty #fabrication #facade #fakery #faking #falsehood #forgiveness #insincerity #pretense #pretension #repentance #sinner #spirituality

  7. A quotation from Brennan Manning

    At Sunday worship, as in every dimension of our existence, many of us pretend to believe we are sinners. Consequently all we can do is pretend to believe we have been forgiven. As a result, our whole spiritual life is pseudo repentance and pseudo bliss.

    Brennan Manning (1934-2013) American author, laicized priest, theologian, speaker [Richard Francis Xavier Manning]
    The Ragamuffin Gospel, ch. 7 “Paste Jewelry and Sawdust Hot Dogs” (1990)

    More about this quote: wist.info/manning-brennan/8397…

    #quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #brennanmanning #dishonesty #fabrication #facade #fakery #faking #falsehood #forgiveness #insincerity #pretense #pretension #repentance #sinner #spirituality

  8. A quotation from Brennan Manning

    At Sunday worship, as in every dimension of our existence, many of us pretend to believe we are sinners. Consequently all we can do is pretend to believe we have been forgiven. As a result, our whole spiritual life is pseudo repentance and pseudo bliss.

    Brennan Manning (1934-2013) American author, laicized priest, theologian, speaker [Richard Francis Xavier Manning]
    The Ragamuffin Gospel, ch. 7 “Paste Jewelry and Sawdust Hot Dogs” (1990)

    More about this quote: wist.info/manning-brennan/8397…

    #quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #brennanmanning #dishonesty #fabrication #facade #fakery #faking #falsehood #forgiveness #insincerity #pretense #pretension #repentance #sinner #spirituality

  9. “Notice the progression: recognition of guilt, confession of sin, and restitution, plus 20 percent additional compensation, demonstrating genuine repentance through generous restoration.”

    Making Things Right — todayintheword.org/daily-devot

    #repentance

  10. The Unknown God

    A Sermon about the Idols of Yesterday and Today

    Acts 17:16–31

    (Note: Sermons can be heard in audio format at https://millersburgmennonite.org/worship/sermon-audio/)

    In our scripture this morning, Paul walks into Athens, a city overflowing with religion, beauty, ideas, temples, shrines, altars, arguments, and gods.

    Athens is not empty.

    Athens is crowded.

    And Paul is deeply troubled.

    Paul is not troubled because Athens is secular. He is troubled because Athens is religious in all the wrong ways. The city is full of worship, but empty of surrender. Full of gods, but not the living God. Full of altars but still haunted by absence.

    For among all those altars, Paul notices one inscription:

    To an unknown god.

    What a haunting phrase.

    In the middle of all the Athenians’ certainty, there is still this admission: we may have missed something. We may not know as much as we think. There may still be a God we have not recognized.

    And I wonder if that is not where many people are right now.

    Not atheists necessarily. Not even irreligious. But uncertain. Searching. Guarded. Spiritual, yet suspicious of certainty. Curious yet afraid of being closed off or closed in. Open and yet not really able to surrender to truth. Religious and yet still missing God.

    La Atenas de Pablo no es solamente historia antigua; también describe nuestro mundo de hoy.

    So Athens is not just ancient history.

    Athens is now.

    Let us pray.

    May the words of my mouth and the meditations of our hearts be acceptable in your sight, O God, our Rock and our Redeemer. Amen.

    Homily

    Like the Athens of Paul’s day, our world today is full of altars too.

    Altars to nation. Altars to wealth. Altars to image. Altars to safety. Altars to tribe. Altars to ideology. Altars to the market. Altars to the screen. Altars to the self.

    We, like the Athenians, have all kinds of gods.

    One reason I think our public discourse feels so fractured is that we are not just arguing about small things. We are bringing completely different belief systems into the room.

    In Athens there were Jews who worshiped the one living God; God-fearing Greeks drawn toward that God but not fully committed; Epicureans who sought calm and freedom from fear; Stoics who valued reason, virtue, order, and discipline; and this strange altar to an unknown god, an altar that says, “We do not want to miss the divine. We know there is more than we can name.”

    Paul proclaims a God who is not vague, not distant, not merely a principle, not one more option in the marketplace of ideas. Paul proclaims the God who made the world and everything in it, the God who gives life and breath to all, the God who cannot be reduced to shrines or captured in gold or silver or stone or circuitry, the God who is near to all, the God who now calls all people everywhere to repent because God has raised Jesus from the dead.

    Pablo anuncia que Dios no es una idea vaga ni un ídolo más, sino el Creador que da vida, aliento y resurrección.

    Some may believe truth is revealed and binding. Others are spiritual, but indefinite. Others have been wounded by the church and do not know whether the word “God” is invitation or threat.

    And into all of that, Christian witness says: the world belongs to its Creator, and history has turned in the resurrection of Jesus Christ.

    When Paul is brought to the Areopagus, we might imagine a cozy invitation. Maybe there is curiosity there, but there is also something more serious. Paul is being examined. Tested. Weighed. Asked to explain himself in public.

    Paul is heard, but under suspicion.

    And how does he respond?

    Not with coercion. Not with panic. Not with silence. Not with flattery. Not with domination.

    He responds with witness.

    Paul pays attention. He listens. He observes. He starts where the people are.

    Pablo no responde con poder o miedo, sino con atención, humildad y testimonio.

    Paul does not begin by quoting Moses. He does not begin where he is most comfortable. He begins with what his hearers can recognize: their altar, their poets, their longing, their language of divine nearness.

    My friends, that is not compromise. That is faithful witness.

    And this matters for us, because our witness cannot always sound exactly the same in every place, in every room, in every forum.

    The gospel does not change. “Jesus Christ is Lord” – that doesn’t change either. The call to repentance, reconciliation, mercy, justice, truth, and abundant life this side of the resurrection does not change.

    But the way we bear witness may depend on where we are and who is in front of us.

    El evangelio no cambia, pero la manera de dar testimonio puede cambiar según el lugar y las personas.

    When Paul is in the synagogue, he reasons from the scriptures. But when Paul is in Athens, among philosophers, idolaters, seekers, and skeptics, he begins somewhere else. He begins with creation. He begins with breath. He begins with longing. He begins with the altar they already have. He begins with the poetry they already know.

    Paul does not start by asking them to enter his world. He first enters theirs.

    That is not watering down the faith. That is speaking the truth in love. That is incarnation-shaped witness.

    Pablo entra en el mundo de sus oyentes para poder anunciarles fielmente al Dios vivo.

    Paul does not introduce Athens to a God who was absent until Paul arrived. Paul reveals the presence of a God they have already been brushing up against.

    The God they called unknown has been waiting to be revealed.

    Paul says this God gives to all mortals life and breath and all things. Paul says this God is not far from each one of us. Paul says, “In him we live and move and have our being.”

    So maybe the question is not simply, “Will God show up?”

    Maybe the deeper question is, “Will we recognize how God is already showing up?”

    Which brings us to a question worth asking every day:

    God, how are you going to show up today?

    Not, “God, are you going to show up?”

    But, “God, how are you going to show up?”

    La pregunta no es solo si Dios aparecerá, sino si tendremos ojos para reconocer cómo Dios ya está presente.

    Because Acts 17 reveals to us that God may already be present before people have the right language. God may already be at work before someone has the right doctrine. God may already be stirring longing before anyone knows how to name that longing.

    God may already be there in the question. God may already be there in the difference. God may already be there in the ache. God may already be there in the crack in someone’s certainty.

    Paul sees an altar to an unknown god, and he does not only see idolatry. He also sees longing. He sees an opening. He sees a place where witness can begin.

    Dios puede estar obrando en la pregunta, en el dolor, en el anhelo, aun antes de que sepamos nombrarlo.

    And then Paul does something just as important:

    He does not stay there.

    He builds a bridge, yes. But he also tells the truth.

    He says, in effect, “The God you do not know is the God who made you. The God you have not recognized is the God who gives you breath. The God you have left unnamed is not contained in your temples. The God you seek cannot be reduced to your idols.”

    Because idolatry is not just about statues.

    Idolatry is whenever we try to bind God to our own systems of power and belief.

    Idolatry is when nation becomes ultimate. Idolatry is when wealth becomes sacred. Idolatry is when violence is blessed. Idolatry is when “they” usurps “us.” Idolatry is when “my people” become more important than “humanity.” Idolatry is when our beliefs matter more than relationships. Idolatry is when our politics, grievances, fears, and identities begin to function as gods.

    And let us be honest: the church is not exempt.

    Athens is not only out there.

    Athens is in here.

    Athens is in us whenever we want a manageable god. Athens is in us whenever we want a useful god. Athens is in us whenever we want a god who blesses our side, confirms our assumptions, secures our system, and God forbid, never ever, disrupts our loyalties.

    But Paul says the living God does not dwell in temples made by human hands.

    That means God is not mine, yours, ours to manage.

    Dios no pertenece a nuestros sistemas; nosotros pertenecemos al Dios vivo.

    Which begs the question:

    God, how are you going to show up?

    Because we often want God to show up in familiar ways. Predictable ways. Comfortable ways. Worshipful, yes, but also manageable.

    But what if the living God shows up in ways that unsettle us?

    What if God shows up in the person we dismissed? What if God shows up in the hard conversation? What if God shows up in the exposure of an idol? What if God shows up in a call to repentance? What if God shows up not to decorate our little altars, but to overturn them?

    There are some places where our witness begins with Scripture. Some where it begins with service. Some with silence. Some with apology. Some with saying, “Tell me more.”

    There are some places where our witness begins not by answering a question no one is asking, but by noticing the altar in the room, the longing in the room, the wound in the room, the fear in the room, the unknown god in the room.

    And yet, Christian witness does not end with vague spirituality.

    Paul does not say, “Well, you have your gods, and I have mine, and maybe underneath it all we mean the same thing.”

    No.

    He moves to repentance.

    He moves to judgment.

    He moves to resurrection.

    Because resurrection means God has shown up in Jesus Christ.

    The unknown God is unknown no longer.

    Not because we figured God out, but because God has acted. Because Christ has been raised.

    El Dios desconocido se ha dado a conocer en Jesucristo, crucificado y resucitado.

    Because death is not lord. Caesar is not lord. The economy is not lord. Violence is not lord. Fear is not lord. (Fill in the blank) is not lord. Like we say down South, those dogs don’t hunt.

    Jesus Christ is Lord. Jesus Christ is Lord. Jesus Christ is Lord!

    The Cosmic Christ is more than just our own personal Jesus. And that means resurrection is not just good news for me, or my private soul. Or you and your private soul.  It is the announcement of a new humanity under a new Lord. A new community. A new allegiance. A new public witness.

    La resurrección anuncia una nueva humanidad bajo el señorío de Cristo.

    That is who the church is meant to be.

    Not simply a chaplain to the culture. Not another little religious booth in the marketplace of ideas. Not a baptizer of empire. Not a slave to ideology.

    The church is the gathering of a resurrection people.

    A people who do not only say, “God, show up.”

    But a people who say,

    God, help us recognize how you are showing up.

    La iglesia existe para reconocer y encarnar la presencia del Cristo resucitado en el mundo.

    So ask the question.

    Ask it every morning. Ask it before worship. Ask it before the meeting. Ask it before the conversation. Ask it before you enter the room.

    God, how are you going to show up?

    And then ask the next question:

    God, how are you calling me to show up?

    To show up in worship, to show up in our community, to show up in the public square, to show up in the hard conversation, to show up in the awkward silence, and to show up in the uncomfortable moment when it would be easier to walk away.

    My friends, we are the church of God. We are resurrection people, and resurrection people do not hide behind rose-colored stained-glass windows.

    We show up because God first showed up.

    We show up not because we are fearless, but because we are faithful. We show up not because every moment is easy, but because love is present. We show up not because we control the outcome, but because Christ is Lord. We show up not to dominate, not to coerce, not to win, but to bear witness.

    Nos presentamos no para dominar, sino para dar testimonio con fidelidad, amor, humildad y paz.

    And our witness may look different depending on where we are.

    In worship, we show up with praise. In the neighborhood, with service. In conflict, with humility. In public life, with truth and peace. Among the wounded, with gentleness. Among the arrogant, with courage. Among the uncertain, with patience. Among the idols, with discernment.

    Paul showed up in Athens.

    He showed up in a city full of idols, in misunderstanding, under scrutiny, in the awkwardness of difference.

    He showed up with a witness shaped by the place he was in.

    He did not abandon the gospel.

    He embodied it.

    He trusted that God was already there ahead of him.

    Pablo confió en que Dios ya estaba presente antes de que él hablara.

    Maybe that is our calling too.

    Not to have every answer. Not to control every room. Not to force belief.

    But to show up with courage, humility, truth, and love, because the God who seemed unknown has already come near.

    So this week, before you enter the room, begin the conversation, make the assumption, or speak the word, ask:

    God, how are you going to show up here, in this moment, today?

    And then ask:

    Lord Jesus, how are you calling me to show up, here, in this moment, today, with you?

    Because the God who was unknown has been made known, and the God who has been made known is still showing up, in us and in the people around us, in our homes and in the homes next door, in our neighborhood and in the communities down the road, in our nation and in all the nations of the world.

    May God grant us open eyes and willing hearts to see and serve.

    Let us pray.

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  11. Since I Have Been Raised with Christ, Why Do I Still Make Others Feel Small?

    There is a peculiar grief in recognizing that one has been given a great gift and yet still lives so often beneath it. There is a sorrow that belongs especially to those who know the language of grace, who have sung resurrection hymns, who have confessed Christ, who have spoken of new life, and yet who still discover in themselves an ugly tendency to diminish others. Not always openly. Not always with shouting or cruelty. Sometimes it is done with a tone. A look. A correction too sharp to be loving. A joke that lands like a knife. A silence meant to chill. A habit of always needing to be the wiser one in the room. And afterward comes the question, heavy and humiliating: Since I have been raised with Christ, why do I still make others feel small?

    The question matters because it is not merely psychological. It is theological. It is spiritual. It touches the nerve of discipleship itself. If resurrection is real, if new life is real, if the old self has died with Christ and the new self has been raised with him, then why does so much pettiness remain? Why does pride still rise so quickly? Why does the self still reach for superiority as if it were food?

    Part of the answer is that resurrection is both gift and calling. Scripture speaks in a strange and beautiful double voice. On the one hand, the believer has already died and been raised with Christ. This is not an aspiration but a declaration. On the other hand, the believer is also commanded to put to death what belongs to the old way of life and to clothe oneself with compassion, kindness, humility, meekness, and patience. In other words, what is true in Christ is still being worked out in us. The risen life has begun, but it has not yet fully overtaken every chamber of the soul. We are new, but not yet wholly healed. We belong to Christ, but many habits still belong to fear.

    That may be the most painful truth of all: making others feel small often has less to do with strength than weakness. It can look like power, but it is usually a defense. We reduce others in order to protect some fragile place in ourselves. We feel uncertain, so we become cutting. We feel unnoticed, so we dominate. We feel ashamed, so we become severe. We fear our own inadequacy, so we magnify the inadequacy of someone else. The impulse to make another person shrink is often the frightened self’s attempt to avoid disappearing.

    This is why belittling can wear so many respectable disguises. It can appear as discernment, when it is really contempt. It can appear as honesty, when it is really impatience. It can appear as theological precision, when it is really the pleasure of standing above another. It can appear as leadership, when it is really insecurity in clerical dress. It can appear as humor, when it is really aggression with a laugh track. One does not need to curse someone to make them feel small. One only needs to remind them, subtly and repeatedly, that their words matter less, their insight is thinner, their mistakes are more visible, their presence less weighty. There are many ways to wash one’s hands while still leaving another diminished.

    For this reason the question is not simply, Why am I like this? It is also, What am I protecting? What wound, what vanity, what fear, what hunger in me reaches for elevation by lowering another person? The old self does not die gracefully. It flails. It bargains. It borrows the language of virtue. It even tries to make holiness itself into a platform. The ego can turn anything into a ladder, including religion.

    And yet there is mercy in the asking of the question. The fact that one feels pierced by it may itself be evidence of grace. There was a time, perhaps, when making others feel small brought satisfaction, or at least went unnoticed. But to feel the sting of it, to be unable to rest in one’s own superiority, to hear in one’s own words an echo of something un-Christlike, is already a sign that the conscience has not been abandoned. The Spirit is often most present not when we feel triumphant, but when we are unable to escape the truth about ourselves.

    The raised life in Christ does not make us impressive. It makes us honest. It frees us from the exhausting labor of having to appear larger than we are. The gospel does not inflate the self; it crucifies the need for inflation. To be raised with Christ is not to become grand over others, but to be joined to the one who took the form of a servant. The risen one still bears wounds. The exalted Christ is still the crucified Christ. Therefore any resurrection that makes us harsher, more self-certain, more dismissive, more addicted to being right at the expense of being loving, is not resurrection in the shape of Jesus. It is merely ego with religious lighting.

    Perhaps that is why humility is so difficult. Humility is not humiliation, but it often feels like death because it requires surrendering the illusion that our value depends on being above someone else. Many of us have learned to live by comparison. We know how to feel secure only when we are more faithful, more intelligent, more discerning, more moral, more wounded, more enlightened, or more correct than another. Even our suffering can become a form of superiority. But Christ does not raise us in order to place us on a pedestal from which we can look down. Christ raises us into a life where we no longer need the pedestal.

    To make others feel small is to forget the shape of grace. Grace does not approach us in order to embarrass us into transformation. Christ does not stand over the weak and smirk at their incompleteness. Christ stoops. Christ touches. Christ restores. Christ tells the truth, certainly, but never to annihilate the person standing before him. Even his rebukes open a door toward life. How often ours merely close it.

    This is not to say that all correction is wrong or that all clarity is cruelty. Love does sometimes speak hard truths. Pastors, parents, teachers, friends, and prophets cannot avoid this. But there is a difference between helping another stand and needing them to kneel. There is a difference between truth spoken for healing and truth used as an instrument of self-exaltation. One can tell the truth in a way that enlarges the soul of the hearer, even in pain, and one can tell the truth in a way that shrinks them. Christ seems always to do the former. We too often do the latter.

    So what is to be done? Not self-hatred. Self-hatred is only pride turned inward, the ego still fascinated with itself. Not despair. Despair is another refusal of grace. The better path is confession joined to watchfulness. One must begin to notice the moments when the spirit tightens, when irritation becomes an appetite, when another person’s weakness starts to feel useful, when one’s own cleverness becomes too pleasurable, when the urge rises to interrupt, correct, expose, or diminish. These are holy warning signs. They are invitations to stop before the damage is done, or to repent quickly when it has been.

    And repentance in this matter may need to be very plain. It may mean apologizing without explanation. It may mean resisting the impulse to add one more clarifying comment that keeps oneself in control. It may mean listening longer than feels comfortable. It may mean asking whether someone felt dismissed, and then enduring the answer. It may mean learning silence not as withdrawal, but as restraint. It may mean praying before speaking in rooms where one is accustomed to ruling by tone. It may mean letting another person be bright without feeling dimmed by it.

    Most of all, it means returning again and again to Christ, not merely as the one who raises, but as the one who lowers himself. The church rightly loves the language of resurrection, but resurrection can be sentimentalized unless it remains joined to crucifixion. One does not rise with Christ without also dying with him, and one of the things that must die is the craving to secure oneself by making others smaller. That craving is old self business. It belongs to the tomb, even if it keeps trying to crawl out.

    The good news is not that those raised with Christ never again wound another person. The good news is that Christ does not abandon them when they discover they still can. He exposes, convicts, forgives, and continues the long work of conforming them to his likeness. He is patient with the slow unmaking of our pride. He is not surprised by our unfinishedness. He knows how much of us still needs to come alive.

    So the question remains a worthy one: Since I have been raised with Christ, why do I still make others feel small? Perhaps because some part of me is still afraid to die. Perhaps because the old self is more deeply rooted than I imagined. Perhaps because I still confuse being Christlike with being impressive. Perhaps because resurrection has entered my life, but I am still learning how not to live by the old hierarchies of ego, power, and fear.

    But the question need not end in condemnation. It can become prayer.

    Lord Jesus Christ, if I have been raised with you, then raise also my speech, my reactions, my habits of thought, my hidden motives, my need to tower, my secret pleasure in being above. Show me where I make others small so that I may finally become small enough to enter your kingdom rightly. Teach me the humility that does not need to humiliate. Teach me the strength that does not need to diminish. Teach me your risen life, which is never domination, but love.

    And perhaps that is where the answer finally begins: not in pretending that resurrection has already finished its work in us, but in yielding ourselves again to the Christ who is still raising the dead.

    #ChristianHumility #ChristianReflection #Christlikeness #churchAndCharacter #Colossians3 #convictionOfSin #devotionalEssay #Discipleship #graceAndGrowth #humilityAndGrace #innerTransformation #makingOthersFeelSmall #oldSelfAndNewSelf #prideAndInsecurity #raisedWithChrist #reflectiveFaithWriting #Repentance #resurrectionLife #sanctification #spiritualFormation #spiritualPride
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  15. Struck Blind, Led By Grace

    A Sermon of Encounter on the Damascus Road (Acts 9:1–19a)

    (Note: Sermons can be heard in audio format at https://millersburgmennonite.org/worship/sermon-audio/)

    Introduction

    Last Sunday Rachelle talked about the disciples trembling in fear behind locked doors, only to have a surprise encounter with the risen Christ. As you may remember, last week I shared during the children’s story about a fearful encounter with a tornado from my childhood. Since I left you hanging at the end, and since there have been some inquiries about how things turned out, I wanted to finish the story.

    I left the story with the windows of the school wide open, the skies dark and roiling with clouds, and we students and teachers sitting with our heads between our knees in the hallway, as I heard a teacher running from the office and the squawking Bearcat weather radio announcing that a tornado was heading right for us.

    Well, unless I have somehow been replaced by a clone, you of course know I survived.

    I did some research, and it seems the tornado in question was an F4—one step below the worst rating—that occurred on March 29, 1976. It started in central Mississippi and traveled 127 miles to Meridian. I was in third grade. I was scared.

    If my memory serves me correctly, the tornado jumped over the school and tore the roof off a car dealership down the road. I learned that the tornado did kill three people. But it could have been much, much worse if the twister had landed on top of a bunch of scared children in Mt. Barton Elementary School that warm afternoon in March.

    If we live on this earth very long, most of us will encounter forces greater than ourselves. Moments of terror. Moments of mystery. Moments when we are left trying to understand why we encountered what we encountered, why we lived while others died, why we had to face the experience at all. There are things that overtake us in this life—storms in the sky, storms in history, storms in the soul—and in those moments we feel very small indeed.

    That is part of what makes Acts 9 such a powerful text.

    Because Acts 9 is not just about a road.
    It is about a man under orders.
    It is about a collision with a force far greater than himself.

    Scripture portrays Saul as overwhelmed by the terrifying nearness of the risen Christ—fallen to the earth, blinded by glory, and reduced from a man of force to one who must be led by the hand.

    Let us pray,

     Que las palabras de mi boca y las meditaciones de nuestros corazones sean agradables a tus ojos, oh Dios, roca nuestra y redentor nuestro. Amén.

    Homily

    Saul begins the story as a man of certainty, a man of momentum, a man of religious fervor. He is not hesitant. He is not conflicted. He is “still breathing threats and murder against the disciples of the Lord.” Violence is in his lungs. Zeal is in his bones. He believes he knows exactly what he is doing.

    And yet in one terrible and merciful moment, all of that certainty collapses.

    Sometimes Christ meets us that way, by interrupting the life we thought we controlled. Sometimes grace arrives as disruption. Sometimes truth comes as collapse. A veces, Cristo resucitado nos encuentra no en nuestra fuerza, sino en nuestra debilidad. Sometimes the risen Christ meets us not in our strength, but in our weakness.

    And so as we come to this story, we do not come merely to admire Saul’s conversion from a safe distance. We come as people who know what it is to be brought low, to have our certainties shaken, to ask what on earth just happened, and what do we do now.

    Acts 9 is not only the story of Saul’s conversion. It is also the story of how Jesus interrupts violence, how blindness can become the beginning of true sight, and how the church is called to receive even the one it most fears.

    “Meanwhile Saul, still breathing threats and murder against the disciples of the Lord, went to the high priest…”

    That is how the story opens. Saul is not merely irritated. He is not simply mistaken.  He is a man so certain of his cause, so convinced of his righteousness, that he believes persecution is holy work.

    That is one of the most unsettling truths in all of scripture: it is possible to be zealous for God and yet resistant to God. It is possible to be religious and wrong. It is possible to think we are defending truth while we are actually wounding Christ.

    Saul is fervent. Focused. Devoted. He has official backing. He has a mission. He is going to Damascus to bind disciples and drag them away.

    And then, on the road, everything changes.

    A light from heaven flashes around him. He falls to the ground. And he hears a voice saying, “Saul, Saul, why do you persecute me?”

    That sentence is at the heart of the whole passage.

    Jesus does not say, “Why do you persecute my people?”
    He says, “Why do you persecute me?”

    Christ so identifies with the church, with the suffering, hunted, trembling body of believers, that to strike them is to strike him. To wound them is to wound him. To terrorize them is to terrorize him.

    This means the church is never merely a voluntary association or a club of like-minded people. The church is bound to Christ. The body belongs to the head. Jesús resucitado se toma como algo personal lo que se le hace a su pueblo. The risen Jesus takes personally what is done to his people.

    And this also means something else. When anyone is trampled, degraded, humiliated, or brutalized, Christ is not distant from that suffering. The crucified and risen Jesus is the one who still says, in every age, “Why are you persecuting me?”

    The voice of Christ echoes across history—across jail cells, lynching trees, prison camps, ghettos, slave ships, detention centers, ruined villages, and frightened homes. Christ is not neutral where human beings are crushed.

    But notice: Jesus confronts Saul yet does not destroy him.

    The first word Saul receives is judgment, yes—but judgment in the form of revelation. Saul is forced to see that the one he opposes is the Lord. The one he thought he was defending God against is, in fact, God’s Anointed One. The risen Christ unmasks Saul’s righteousness as rebellion.

    But Jesus does not kill Saul on the road. He stops him.

    The grace of God is often like that. It interrupts before it rebuilds. It knocks us down before it raises us up. It unmasks the disease before it heals.

    And then comes the strange mercy of blindness.

    Saul opens his eyes, but he can see nothing.

    The man who thought he could see clearly turns out to be blind. The man who believed he had clarity, certainty, and theological precision is suddenly dependent on others to lead him by the hand.

    He came to Damascus to take captives.
    Instead, he enters Damascus a prisoner of his blindness.

    He came with authority.
    He arrives helpless.

    He came breathing threats.
    He arrives in silence.

    For three days he neither eats nor drinks. Three days. A familiar length of time in the Christian story. It sounds like death, burial, waiting, undoing. Saul is in a kind of tomb. The old Saul—the self-assured, violent, self-justifying Saul—is being dismantled in darkness.

    Sometimes we speak of conversion too lightly. As if it were merely changing one’s opinion or adjusting one’s beliefs. But in Acts, conversion is more like death and resurrection. It is not a tweak. It is a collapse of the old order. Saul’s world caves in on the Damascus road. As Paul later wrote to the church of Corinth, “Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come: ¡Lo viejo se ha ido, lo nuevo ha llegado! The old has gone, the new is here!”

    Some of us know what it is to have a world we trusted come apart. We know what it is to discover that our certainties were too certain, our judgments too sharp, our righteousness too self-protective, our religion too aligned with our fear.

    Some of us know what it is to be brought low enough that we must be led by the hand.

    But that is not the end of the story. Acts 9 is not only about Saul. It is also about Ananias.

    The Lord comes to a disciple in Damascus and says, “Go.”

    And Ananias rsponds with the facts: “Lord, I have heard from many about this man…”

    In other words:
    Lord, do you know who this is?
    Lord, do you know what he has done?
    Lord, do you know what he came here for?

    Ananias is not faithless. He is honest. He knows the danger. He knows the stories. He knows the trauma Saul has caused. He knows that “welcome” is not cheap for people who have been hunted.

    Pero el Señor dice: «Ve, porque él es un instrumento que yo he escogido…»

    Yet the Lord says, “Go, for he is an instrument whom I have chosen…”

    This is astonishing. God chooses the persecutor. Not because the persecution did not matter. Not because the harm was unreal. Not because God waves away the suffering Saul caused. No—God chooses Saul because grace is stronger than Saul’s past. La gracia es más fuerte que el pasado.

    That does not minimize sin. It magnifies mercy.

    Ananias goes.

    This may be the hardest part of the text, honestly. Saul’s conversion is dramatic and memorable, but Ananias’s obedience is perhaps even more difficult.

    Ananias must walk into the house where his enemy is staying. He must cross the threshold of fear. He must trust that Christ is already at work in someone he would never have trusted on his own.

    And when he enters, his first words are breathtaking:

    “Brother Saul.”

    Brother.

    Not “former enemy,”
    not “dangerous man,”
    not “suspect,”
    not “problem,”
    not even “convert.”

    Brother.

    Before the scales fall, Ananias speaks kinship. Before Saul has preached a sermon, planted a church, or written a letter, Ananias names him as family.

    That is what the church is called to do—not cheaply, not foolishly, not without truth—but with the deep, trembling courage that believes Christ can make a new creation where we may only see a threat.

    Ananias lays hands on Saul. Saul’s sight is restored. He is filled with the Holy Spirit. He rises and is baptized.

    Maybe today some of us need the Saul word.
    We have been too certain.
    Too quick to call our own fear “conviction.”
    Too ready to wound in the name of righteousness.
    And the risen Christ is merciful enough to stop us.

    Some need the Ananias word.
    We are being asked to go where we do not want to go.
    To cross a threshold we did not choose.
    To trust that Christ may already be at work in the person we fear, avoid, or resent.
    And obedience feels dangerous.

    Some need the church word.
    We are not merely individuals with private spiritual lives. We belong to one another in Christ. What is done to one member is done to all of us. The wounds of others are not somebody else’s problem. Christ says, “Why do you persecute me?”

    And some need the resurrection word.
    Our blindness is not the end.
    Our darkness is not the end.
    Our undone place is not the end.
    God knows how to use even the tomb-like places that fill our souls.

    Again and again in Scripture, God meets fearful, overwhelmed, disoriented people and makes a way where there seemed to be none. Paul himself will later admit that he came “in weakness and in fear and in much trembling.” La Biblia no oculta el miedo humano. Revela a un Dios que se encuentra con las personas en medio de él. The Bible does not hide human fear. It reveals a God who keeps meeting people in the middle of it.

    We often think faith should remove fear entirely. But scripture is more honest than that. Faith is not always the absence of trembling. Often it is what happens when trembling people keep going because God has met them where they shiver and shake.

    This means grace is not merely about making nice people a little nicer. Grace is about new creation. Grace does not simply smooth over rough edges. It raises the dead and rips off the grave clothes. It takes enemies and makes them kin. It takes what is curved inward on itself and bends it toward love.

    The church, then, is called to be the place where this strange and difficult miracle keeps happening. Not that we become naive about harm. Not that we forget wounds. Not that accountability disappears. But that we refuse to believe anyone lies outside the reach of the risen Christ. Nos negamos a creer que alguien esté fuera del alcance de Cristo resucitado.

    So perhaps part of the sermon today is this: someone else’s healing may depend on your willingness to go.

    Your willingness to knock on the door.
    Your willingness to enter the room.
    Your willingness to pray.
    Your willingness to trust that Christ has gone ahead of you.

    And perhaps part of the sermon is this too: your own healing may depend on letting someone come to you.

    Letting yourself be seen in your blindness.
    Letting yourself be led.
    Letting yourself receive touch, prayer, kindness, and naming.
    Letting the community do for you what you cannot do for yourself.

    So this morning, wherever you find yourself in the story, hear the good news.

    If you are frightened, Christ speaks peace to frightened people.
    If you are blind, Christ can open your eyes.
    If you are ashamed of what you have done, Christ can heal you.
    If you are reluctant like Ananias, Christ can still send you.
    If you are wounded by what others have done, Christ sees that wound as his own.

    The voice that spoke on the Damascus road still speaks today.

    Still interrupts. Still confronts. Still blinds false vision. Still opens true eyes. Still joins himself to the wounded. Still sends disciples into difficult places. Still makes apostles out of enemies and saints out of the shattered.

    So may the Lord who met Saul meet us. May the Lord who sent Ananias send us. May the Lord who restored sight restore our own. And may the scales fall from our eyes—whatever they are, however long they have clung—so that we may finally see Christ, and in seeing Christ, also rise with him in power, witness, and glory.

    Amen

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  31. A quotation from Herbert Hoover

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  32. A quotation from Herbert Hoover

    In the Middle Ages it was the fashion to wear hair shirts to remind one’s self of trouble and sin. Many years ago I concluded that a few hair shirts were part of the mental wardrobe of every man. The President differs only from other men in that he has a more extensive wardrobe.

    Herbert Hoover (1874-1964) American engineer, bureaucrat, US President (1929-33)
    Speech (1929-12-14), Gridiron Club, Willard Hotel, Washington, D.C.

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  33. A quotation from Herbert Hoover

    In the Middle Ages it was the fashion to wear hair shirts to remind one’s self of trouble and sin. Many years ago I concluded that a few hair shirts were part of the mental wardrobe of every man. The President differs only from other men in that he has a more extensive wardrobe.

    Herbert Hoover (1874-1964) American engineer, bureaucrat, US President (1929-33)
    Speech (1929-12-14), Gridiron Club, Willard Hotel, Washington, D.C.

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