One of the things I love about our church is that although we are what might be called a micro-church, we support 7 seminarians. I’ve been in churches a hundred times bigger than we are that don’t support anywhere near that many church workers, if any at all. Another thing I love about our church is that, small though we are, our congregation consists of such a variety of people–families with babies, the elderly, cool 20-something singles, uncool curmudgeons; and also Africans, Hispanics, Asians, and even Iranians. It all reminds me of the unity-of-variety that St. Paul talks about in 1 Corinthians, what a body is supposed to be.
Anyway, at church yesterday one of the seminarians from our congregation gave the sermon, Vicar Chris Yang. He did a fine job, expounding Luke 20:27-40 and exploring the glorious new life that, through Christ, awaits us after death, when “our hope turns into reality.”
He also tossed off an observation that has me still thinking, that fear and love are two sides of the same coin. I can see that: we fear death because we love this life; we fear embarrassment because we love our status. Vicar Yang related it how we are to “fear and love God.”