After a full wedding weekend we had a glorious worship service. Two other churches joined our congregation. The singing, my friendly reader, was lusty and loud. The sermon was on depression or soul weariness. Not a typical sermon for Father’s Day, but it’s where we are in the text (Hebrews 12:3-4). “Consider Him who has endured such hostility by sinners against Himself, so that you may not grow weary and lose heart.”
Here are a few snippets I wrote down:
People often drown in despair with their makeup on.
[The idea being that people in our midst look fine on the outside, but are truly discouraged.]
[The idea being that people in our midst look fine on the outside, but are truly discouraged.]
People chew pills that God intended them to swallow.
Sometimes our lives are like cheap cheese.
[I whispered to my dear friend, “Velveeta.” She whispered back, “It’s not Gouda.”]
If you are going to doubt God, be sure to also doubt your doubts.
Build your happiness on reality – not simply on diversions.
At one point in the sermon my husband leaned to me and whispered, “Gollum.” Three seconds later our son leaned to him and whispered, “Smeagal.”
Our pastor highly recommends this book by Martin Lloyd-Jones.
The June 17th sermon isn’t up loaded yet; it’s a great one. If you are interested, message me and I’ll forward the two page outline of the sermon. That’s a quick way to get the gist of it.
A Living Pencil 