End Times

.This Sunday’s texts on the end times are so evocative of all the end time moments in our lives, that I forget that some groups take these stories and parables of dislocation as literal description. they foresee a day when Jesus will ride into town on the clouds like some heavenly surfboarder.

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That alternate fundamentalist mentality has promoted one atheistic group in the United Kingdom to offer to provide care for pets left behind by Christians when they a re taken up by the rapture. For a minimal donation, they offer the assurance that these pets will be fed and cared for.

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Sounds like a reasonable fundraising opportunity.

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Peter

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End Times

This Sunday’s texts on the end times are so evocative of all the end time moments in our lives, that I forget that some groups take these stories and parables of dislocation as literal description. they forsee a day when Jesus will ride into town on the clouds like some heavenly surfboarder.

That alternate fundamentalist mentality has promoted one atheistic group in the United Kingdom to offer to provide care for pets left behind by Christians when theya re taken up by the rapture. For a minimal donation, they offer the assurance that these pets will be fed and cared for.

Sounds like a reasonable fundraising opportunity.

Peter


You can also send your comments to assistant.webmaster@emmanuelunited.ca and I will make sure they are posted.

Remembering

Sunday mornings are full of serendipity.

This morning at the pre service breakfast for veterans, active and retired military personnel, families and youth. Gwen, sitting across the table, passed over a photo of two young people in uniform. The so young faces looked out with all the possibility of youth. They were the photos of this very woman and her brother who lies buried in Germany. His grave was in the next picture with her grandson who had made the pilgrimage to the site.

The photos began a discussion. On one side of me was a young woman who said she would be studying the war in history in grade 10. On the other side of me was a young man who had been impacted by a school visit to the war cemeteries of Europe. The conversation was meaningful. We were connecting out of such different experiences.

The service began and ended with this group of 36 or so being piped in and out of the sanctuary. For some that was the most emotional moment of the morning. Others commented on the music, the trumpet, the laying of the wreath.

Later during coffee and conversation, one veteran, Alex, told me that he had just spoken to another veteran, Franz, who had been a prisoner of war in the far east during World War Two. Alex had been one of the group dropping supplies to the prisoners. He had not known until now that Franz had been on the ground receiving the lifesaving provisions.

And that was only my little perspective on the serendipity taking place this morning in the wonderful gift of intergenerational community here at Emmanuel.

Peter

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