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Learning from the Dark

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The First United Presbyterian Church “Learning from the Dark” Rev. Amy Morgan December 8, 2019
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Isaiah 60:19-22 19 The sun shall no longer be your light by day, nor for brightness shall the moon give light to you by night; but the LORD will be your everlasting light, and your God will be your glory. 20 Your sun shall no more go down, or your moon withdraw itself; for the LORD will be your everlasting light, and your days of mourning shall be ended. 21 Your people shall all be righteous; they shall possess the land forever. They are the shoot that I planted, the work of my hands, so that I might be glorified. 22 The least of them shall become a clan, and the smallest one a mighty nation; I am the LORD; in its time I will accomplish it quickly.

Yesterday afternoon, Judy Wrought asked me if I had finished my sermon yet. I told her I had, but that I was dissatisfied with it. In fact, I think I said it sucked. It wasn’t that I hadn’t put a lot of time and effort into it. I had really …

Waiting in the Dark

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The First United Presbyterian Church “Waiting in the Dark” Rev. Amy Morgan December 1, 2019
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Joel 2:1-14 Blow the trumpet in Zion; sound the alarm on my holy mountain! Let all the inhabitants of the land tremble, for the day of the LORD is coming, it is near-- 2 a day of darkness and gloom, a day of clouds and thick darkness! Like blackness spread upon the mountains a great and powerful army comes; their like has never been from of old, nor will be again after them in ages to come. 3 Fire devours in front of them, and behind them a flame burns. Before them the land is like the garden of Eden, but after them a desolate wilderness, and nothing escapes them. 4 They have the appearance of horses, and like war-horses they charge. 5 As with the rumbling of chariots, they leap on the tops of the mountains, like the crackling of a flame of fire devouring the stubble, like a powerful army drawn up for battle. 6 Before them peoples are in anguish, all faces grow pale. 7 Like warriors t…