Sermon for Sunday 3rd February, reading from Luke 4:14-30
Today as we consider this passage from Luke I invite you to enter the story – allow yourself to be one of those hearing Jesus.
What are you thinking?
How do your thoughts change as he goes on?
What do you notice about those around you?
Are they responding in similar ways to you?
Where do you find yourself at the end of the story?
How do you feel about yourself?
Jesus grew up just down the road, in a small house beside the carpenters shop on the edge of town.
Everyone knew him, he knew everyone.
As a boy he’d played with the other children, skipping along the dusty road, hide and seek, friendly wrestling with his mates, throwing stones at that old stump across the stream. He’d grazed donkeys, got water from the well, ran errands, stubbed his toes, scraped his elbows, and bruised his knees. He was just a kid, like all the other brown faced and slightly dusty kids in town. Continue reading