Sermons by Pastor Sara Funkhouser (Page 37)

During my first year of internship at Phinney Ridge, we were recording all of our worship services to view with the congregation together on Sunday morning. One week, the pastors decided that we would do a procession from outside the building, through the narthex, and into the sanctuary. Being the intern, I was tasked with carrying the cross. The large, heavy, metal and…

I felt at a loss for where to start this week’s sermon, as I dwelled in the texts, because hosting large gatherings, especially with strangers, feels so far removed from the lives we have been living for the past few years. Less than two years ago, I was celebrating my first Thanksgiving here in Seattle, unable to accept any of the invitations to gather with families in…

What do you think about when you hear Sabbath? Do you hear a time of rest? A time to spend with family? A day of living life radically different than you live it the other 6 days of the week? When I think about Sabbath, I think about one of my Orthodox Jewish friend’s traditions, where he doesn’t eat any meals prepared with heat, he doesn’t carry anything (including his…