Sermons for Pentecost [Middle Third]
It’s 6:15 in the morning. Terry’s alarm clock is screaming its high-pitched, pulsating sounds across the room. Terry, barely opening his eyes, checks his clock. That’s it, 6:15. Terry would like to sleep another half hour, but he knows he has a busy day ahead of him. He tears himself out of bed and lunges across the room to turn off the alarm. What day is it? It’s Tuesday. And today? Today is the day Terry has been “unliving” his life for for the past two years. His stomach turns over and begins to churn.