Being Sustained - A sermon for minstry
Isaiah 50.4-9a ; Mark 8.27-38 So there I was, in a cafe on a Saturday afternoon nursing a beer. I was there with two old friends, to who m I was very close. One had written a reference for me for whatever they called BAPs in those days, but neither were Christians. And then the husband of one of my wife's colleagues came across. He was, shall we say, less than sober and a bit aggressive with it. 'So why do you waste your time working for the church?' was his opening gambit. A perfect opportunity for witness, you might have thought. So, of course, I blew it. I was absolutely speechless, I could think of nothing to say that would answer him, and that would say something to my friends. And then Andrew, who I'd lived with for two years as a student, piped up with a most eloquent account of how my faith and my values were intertwined; and how my compassion and my care for others were deeply rooted in m...
