Zechariah 3:4 – There are ordinary days and there are special
days. On special days, we often wear
party clothes; so that what we wear reflects the reasons we celebrate. God takes our guilt away every day, so every
day is worth celebrating. Today, put on
a smile, put a spring in your step, greet people so that they are glad to have
seen you. In short, look as if you are
celebrating, don’t let your dress or demeanor drag the day down. This is a Wekivaword.
Thursday, December 10, 2015
Friday, December 4, 2015
Thursday, December 3, 2015
Wednesday, December 2, 2015
Friday, November 20, 2015
Thursday, November 19, 2015
Mark 8:31 – What
must it have been like, to hear the eternal plan of salvation from God’s only
Son? The disciples heard it from Him; we
know it from the reports in the Gospels.
Their advantage was that they saw His face and heard the tone of His
voice. Our advantage is that we know the
rest of the story. This is a Wekivaword.
Wednesday, November 18, 2015
Colossians
1:11-14 This is one of the clearest verses about being strong—so if
you are feeling a bit puny today, read it again and let it build you up, in
confidence and courage. This is a Wekivaword.
Tuesday, November 17, 2015
Friday, November 13, 2015
Thursday, November 12, 2015
Wednesday, November 11, 2015
Tuesday, November 10, 2015
Sunday, November 8, 2015
Friday, November 6, 2015
Genesis 40: 12-15. You may have a
message for someone else that will improve their situation in life
tremendously. Today may be the day to
share it, so that they can thrive as God intends. Remember that you may find yourself in a
difficult place, not because of something you did, but so you can help someone
who is there. This is a Wekivaword.
Thursday, November 5, 2015
Wednesday, November 4, 2015
Exodus 29:1-9. The priesthood of the Old Testament provided
a connection between God and God’s people. Since the time of Jesus, we are part
of the priesthood of all believers. Believe yourself to be set apart to serve
others in Jesus’ name, and to serve the Lord by interceding for others. This is
a Wekivaword.
Friday, October 30, 2015
John 15:9-11
9 “As the Father has loved me, so have I loved you. Now remain in my love. 10 If you keep my commands, you will remain in my love, just as I have kept my Father’s commands and remain in his love. 11 I have told you this so that my joy may be in you and that your joy may be complete.
If you know anyone whom you would call “completely joyful”, the chances are that person knows the secret of John 15:9-11. Have the word of Christ in you and you will also know that kind of joy.
This is a Wekivaword.
9 “As the Father has loved me, so have I loved you. Now remain in my love. 10 If you keep my commands, you will remain in my love, just as I have kept my Father’s commands and remain in his love. 11 I have told you this so that my joy may be in you and that your joy may be complete.
If you know anyone whom you would call “completely joyful”, the chances are that person knows the secret of John 15:9-11. Have the word of Christ in you and you will also know that kind of joy.
This is a Wekivaword.
Tuesday, October 20, 2015
The Blessing of the Animals...
On Sunday afternoon, we had a very nice event at the church, as we invited members and friends to bring their pets for the Blessing of the Animals. The weather was breezy and had a touch of fall in the air, as people and their pets arrived between 2 and 3 p.m. for their blessings.
We had mostly dogs but also one cat and one ferret. There are photos on the Wekiva Presbyterian Church Facebook page, for you to see:
Blessing of the Animals
Wednesday, October 14, 2015
28 2 Kings 18:5 Follow the example of King Hezekiah—trust in the Lord God. Hold fast to the Lord and do not cease to follow Him. Keep the commandments the Lord gave to Moses, and the Lord will be with you. This is a Wekivaword.
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Cheswick,
Eisele Road,
home,
Indiana Township,
Pennsylvania,
Pittsburgh
Friday, October 9, 2015
Mark 1:40-42 – Jesus chooses to make people clean. If you have been wanting to start anew, to begin afresh, then there is no better way to do that than to come to Jesus and beg him to make you clean. This is a Wekivaword.
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Glen's Frozen Custard,
Pennsylvania,
Springdale
A Visit with Aunt Shirley
From Montoursville, we drove west about four hours to Franklin, Pennsylvania, in order to see Aunt Shirley, who is my mom's brother's widow. Uncle Jimmy died in 1998, and Aunt Shirley lived in their house in Shamokin, Pennsylvania, until this spring, when she left her home and moved to an assisted living community in Franklin, near her niece Joyce. We planned ahead, and Aunt Shirley knew we were coming. We had a lovely visit with her and with Joyce and her husband Gary, and Joyce's sister Jan, and Shirley's sister (Jan and Joyce's mother) Nancy. Here is a photo Judy took of Shirley and me:
The day was blustery, but it was a warm and wonderful gathering.
Now, before we headed on our way, Joyce and Gary has some things from Uncle Jimmy's and Aunt Shirley's home, to give us. These were mostly photos of our side of the family, things that held no specific memories for Joyce and Jan. Even though we knew that Jim and Shirley were as we might say, pack rats, we had no idea how much they had saved down the years. Here are a few photos of our trunk with the six boxes of photos and albums, and of our back seat, where we stowed our suitcases:
I am not sure if Judy is smiling because we managed to get it all in, or if she is waving her wrist to show me it is time to get going...!
Uncle Jimmy was an ordained minister; with the photos, they also gave me some of his stoles, which are worn but very special:
The day was blustery, but it was a warm and wonderful gathering.
Now, before we headed on our way, Joyce and Gary has some things from Uncle Jimmy's and Aunt Shirley's home, to give us. These were mostly photos of our side of the family, things that held no specific memories for Joyce and Jan. Even though we knew that Jim and Shirley were as we might say, pack rats, we had no idea how much they had saved down the years. Here are a few photos of our trunk with the six boxes of photos and albums, and of our back seat, where we stowed our suitcases:
I am not sure if Judy is smiling because we managed to get it all in, or if she is waving her wrist to show me it is time to get going...!
Uncle Jimmy was an ordained minister; with the photos, they also gave me some of his stoles, which are worn but very special:
A Visit with Aunt Evie...
Among the good reasons why we made this trip to Pennsylvania, one of the best was that we planned a visit with Aunt Evie. Evie lives in Montoursville, which is a very pleasant town in northeast Pennsylvania. She has lived there or in Williamsport since 1998, because my cousin Pam and her husband Bill make their home in Williamsport.
But Evie did not always live in that part of PA. For most of her life she lived in Pittsburgh, and in the 10 years that we were in Pittsburgh, Aunt Evie and Grandma Lucy were just five miles from our home. That was so very special. We were able to get together for holidays and ordinary days. When John and then Anne were each born, they had a visit with Grandma and Evie on their way home from the hospital. Those were treasured times.
We had a nice drive up the Susquehanna River and lunch with Pam and then a very pleasant visit with Aunt Evie, who did not know we were coming. I think you can tell we were all savoring our time together...
But Evie did not always live in that part of PA. For most of her life she lived in Pittsburgh, and in the 10 years that we were in Pittsburgh, Aunt Evie and Grandma Lucy were just five miles from our home. That was so very special. We were able to get together for holidays and ordinary days. When John and then Anne were each born, they had a visit with Grandma and Evie on their way home from the hospital. Those were treasured times.
We had a nice drive up the Susquehanna River and lunch with Pam and then a very pleasant visit with Aunt Evie, who did not know we were coming. I think you can tell we were all savoring our time together...
The Stouch Tavern: Yes, George Washington Did Sleep Here!
As we made our way from Easton westward through Pennsylvania, we "just happened" to drive through Womelsdorf, Pennsylvania.
This was for one particular reason. We wanted to have lunch at the Stouch Tavern. If you are anywhere in south central Pennsylvania, we highly recommend it. We went particularly because it brought back fabulous memories of when Judy and I were engaged, and we had a celebratory meal there.
For many years, the Stouch Tavern was run by the Crumrines, who have now entered the Church Triumphant. Their daughter is the executive manager to this day. On that occasion 31 years ago when Judy and I were last there, we enjoyed their Chocolate Fudge Pie. We enjoyed it so much, that Judy asked Mr. Crumrine if he would share the recipe, which he did, with the proviso that she never share it with anyone else. He had developed it for the Hotel Hershey, we are told. Then and there, he wrote it out for her on a paper napkin, which Judy has treasured ever since.
Did they have the Chocolate Fudge Pie on the menu on our return visit? Did they ever! We confess that we dove right in, and while we intended to photograph it as it was placed on our table, we forgot and so what we have instead is a photo of the slice of pie, half gone!
Judy has never divulged the recipe... But I bet if you ask her very nicely, she will let you have a taste the next time she makes it.
Oh, we have other memories of the Stouch Tavern, stretching back to our friend Ernie Shaffer's cousins, Henry and Lenore Aul. They first introduced our family to the Stouch Tavern, when they became our friends when they joined my home congregation, Highland Presbyterian Church in Lancaster, Pennsylvania. There were a number of "jaunts" from Lancaster to Womelsdorf over the years, and in one of those, Henry presented a drawing of the tavern to the Crumrines. It is on the front cover of their menu to this day. Henry drew it from this back view of the tavern, which is very quaint indeed:
Henry, who was a noted landscape architect, also did a watercolor of the same view for me, which has been in every church office in my ministry. I include it here, and as you can see, not much has changed since Henry painted it:
Such happy memories... And we made a new one as we drove across Pennsylvania last week!
This was for one particular reason. We wanted to have lunch at the Stouch Tavern. If you are anywhere in south central Pennsylvania, we highly recommend it. We went particularly because it brought back fabulous memories of when Judy and I were engaged, and we had a celebratory meal there.
For many years, the Stouch Tavern was run by the Crumrines, who have now entered the Church Triumphant. Their daughter is the executive manager to this day. On that occasion 31 years ago when Judy and I were last there, we enjoyed their Chocolate Fudge Pie. We enjoyed it so much, that Judy asked Mr. Crumrine if he would share the recipe, which he did, with the proviso that she never share it with anyone else. He had developed it for the Hotel Hershey, we are told. Then and there, he wrote it out for her on a paper napkin, which Judy has treasured ever since.
Did they have the Chocolate Fudge Pie on the menu on our return visit? Did they ever! We confess that we dove right in, and while we intended to photograph it as it was placed on our table, we forgot and so what we have instead is a photo of the slice of pie, half gone!
Judy has never divulged the recipe... But I bet if you ask her very nicely, she will let you have a taste the next time she makes it.
Oh, we have other memories of the Stouch Tavern, stretching back to our friend Ernie Shaffer's cousins, Henry and Lenore Aul. They first introduced our family to the Stouch Tavern, when they became our friends when they joined my home congregation, Highland Presbyterian Church in Lancaster, Pennsylvania. There were a number of "jaunts" from Lancaster to Womelsdorf over the years, and in one of those, Henry presented a drawing of the tavern to the Crumrines. It is on the front cover of their menu to this day. Henry drew it from this back view of the tavern, which is very quaint indeed:
Henry, who was a noted landscape architect, also did a watercolor of the same view for me, which has been in every church office in my ministry. I include it here, and as you can see, not much has changed since Henry painted it:
Such happy memories... And we made a new one as we drove across Pennsylvania last week!
A Celebration in Tatamy, Pennsylvania
This past week, Judy and I were in Pennsylvania, for the first time in a decade, in order to do some family and friends visiting. We began in Easton, Pennsylvania, to share in the retirement celebrations of our dear friends Ernie and Bonnie Shaffer. Ernie served the St. Peter's Church of Tatamy, PA, for all of his 33 years of ordained ministry.
This is remarkable in any day and time. Even more remarkable is that St. Peter's is Bonnie's home church, where she was baptized, confirmed, and married. So as they bid farewell to the congregation on Ernie's last Sunday, it was an occasion filled with deep meaning.
We felt so fortunate to share in the weekend. The church had a lovely retirement dinner, and the MC asked the minister friends of Ernie's to speak. This was a bit of a surprise. I had some good and true things to say about Ernie, and then confided in the congregation that ever since he went to serve them, Ernie and I had maintained a back and forth correspondence, first in the slow mail and then via email, lasting these 33 years. I then said, "So I know just about everything about all of you!' This brought gales of laughter, and then a kind of wondering look on many faces as if they were thinking, "So just what DOES he know...?"! I followed that with a second comment, saying, "I have it on the best authority that once his retirement begins, Ernie will start writing, 'Parishioners I Have Known and Loved, Volume One'", which brought more laughter. But then, during the cake and mingling time, not one but two of the church members came up to me, told me their name, and said, "Did Ernie tell you about me...?"
I was asked to share in Ernie's farewell Sunday's worship, which was a joy and honor. We are wishing the Shaffers a wonderful next chapter in their lives, and their former congregation as well, as they move into the "what's next"...
This is remarkable in any day and time. Even more remarkable is that St. Peter's is Bonnie's home church, where she was baptized, confirmed, and married. So as they bid farewell to the congregation on Ernie's last Sunday, it was an occasion filled with deep meaning.
We felt so fortunate to share in the weekend. The church had a lovely retirement dinner, and the MC asked the minister friends of Ernie's to speak. This was a bit of a surprise. I had some good and true things to say about Ernie, and then confided in the congregation that ever since he went to serve them, Ernie and I had maintained a back and forth correspondence, first in the slow mail and then via email, lasting these 33 years. I then said, "So I know just about everything about all of you!' This brought gales of laughter, and then a kind of wondering look on many faces as if they were thinking, "So just what DOES he know...?"! I followed that with a second comment, saying, "I have it on the best authority that once his retirement begins, Ernie will start writing, 'Parishioners I Have Known and Loved, Volume One'", which brought more laughter. But then, during the cake and mingling time, not one but two of the church members came up to me, told me their name, and said, "Did Ernie tell you about me...?"
I was asked to share in Ernie's farewell Sunday's worship, which was a joy and honor. We are wishing the Shaffers a wonderful next chapter in their lives, and their former congregation as well, as they move into the "what's next"...
Wednesday, April 15, 2015
Wekiva’s Wishing Well – The Background Story
Wekiva’s
Wishing Well – The Background Story
We have been enjoying a new program at Wekiva Presbyterian Church
for more than a year now. Sponsored by
our Board of Deacons, it is a program that creates and send thoughtful letters
to church members who are ill, or homebound,
or grieving , or going through some kind of a life-transition. The concept has been eagerly adopted by the
church members, both those who sign the letters on a Sunday morning, and those
who receive them in the mail during the week.
It is a wonderful way to let one another know that they are being
surrounded with love and prayers.
Some of you have asked me about the background story of how our
Wishing Well came into being. I am glad
to share it, because it is touching and far reaching. It goes back to a woman named Kristine
Milleville Byrne.
Kristine Milleville Byrne, was born in 1954, the
daughter of Bertram J. Milleville and Eleanor Shaw Milleville. Kristine’s father Bert was a brilliant
inventor, the Vice President of Valve and Engineering Research for Rockwell
International, where he held many patents. Kristine’s mother Eleanor was a
gifted sculptor. A graduate of Simmons
College (Massachusetts), she was known for her realistic sculptures in
bronze. Her best-known
work is the bronze memorial to Roberto Clemente, in the city of
Pittsburgh.
Kristine Milleville grew up in a busy home filled with brothers
and sisters and love and faith, artistic appreciation, and intellectual
stimulation. She married and moved
east.
On July 9, 1979 Kristine Milleville Byrne was a lovely young woman of 25 with a bright
future. About four o’clock that
morning, when her husband Vincent was away on a business trip, Kristine was
strangled to death by an intruder into their home. Kristine’s murder
was a senseless tragedy. Her family was
plunged into grief by Kristine’s death.
They went through all of the ordeal of her funeral, and the shock and
emptiness that comes with loss.
While they were going through that dark time, they
experienced something that had lasting meaning to them. Kristine’s family received a letter. The letter was not from one person, but rather,
signed by many people, who expressed to them their love and prayers in their
time of sorrow. The letter was from a
congregation who knew of this terrible event, and who reached out in compassion
to let the family know that they were not alone—that others were praying for
them, and that God cared for them. Eleanor was so moved by what that church did, that
she wanted to thank them and she wanted to learn more about the letter. So in time, Eleanor contacted them, and asked
them about it. This was how she learned about that congregation’s
commitment to being in touch with people going through tough times, or
celebrating joys, through what they called “Letters of Concern”.
The idea was so meaningful to Eleanor that she took its story to
her own church. And, inspired by how
much it had helped the Milleville family, that church decided that they too
would engage in this ministry of caring.
That was 1979. That church has
been writing letters of concern to many people, every Sunday, for 34 years,
ever since.
If you put the words “Letters of Concern” in quotes, and then the
word deacons on its own, you will find that there are a number of congregations
who have done as Eleanor’s church did, in taking that idea of that first
congregation, and putting it into practice in their own. Not surprisingly, they are mostly Presbyterian congregations. For that is where it began, and that is where
the idea has spread. I happen to know the story because, for a decade, I served Eleanor
and Bert Millevile’s church in Pittsburgh.
They were both dear friends as well as church members. A part of my ministry was working with the
deacons there. So, I saw at first-hand,
that these “Letters of Concern”—these written reminders of love and
prayer—build people up when they need it the most. Because of that ministry, I know of many
people who have kept and treasured these letters of concern, down the decades,
including our own family.
The idea that began at one Presbyterian Church, and continued at
another, and another, and another, is now before our own congregation. And while I might be tempted to tell you that
“Letters of Concern” was my idea, or some member of our congregation’s idea,
that would do Eleanor and Bert and Kristine a disservice, wouldn’t it? “Letters of Concern” are what I call a
“God-idea”. An idea that God set into
the hearts of someone in that first congregation, and passed along into the
hearts of another, and another, and another… including our own.
I am glad that the Deacons at Wekiva are taking Eleanor’s idea of
preparing “Letters of Concern” to heart, and have given them a new distinctive
name. Wekiva’s “Wishing Well” gives us a
way to remember and honor Eleanor and Bert and their daughter Kristine. And out of the Milleville’s family tragedy,
it helps us bring the compassion of Jesus Christ very close, into the homes and
hearts of those we love.
Thursday, April 2, 2015
“Will You Really Lay Down Your Life For Me?” – X. “When Jesus Asks”
“Will You
Really Lay Down Your Life For Me?” – X. “When
Jesus Asks”
Zechariah 9:9-11;
John 13:36-38
Sunday, March 29
– Palm Sunday
Sermon by The
Rev. Dr. John A. Dalles
So
on the one hand we have Jesus and on the other hand we have Peter, his most
famous disciple.
The conversation is unfolding in the Upper Room. Jesus is preparing the disciples for what is
to come.
Peter is a man of bravado.
Of boldness. A risk taker. A maker of unexpected moves. He is the one who leapt out of the water to walk
toward Jesus…and for a moment or two, Peter also walked on the water.
He is making another one of those leaps of faith right
now.
The outcome is a lot like what happened when he leapt out
of the boat.
Peter’s intentions are good, his focus is right.
PETER’S INTENTIONS ARE
GOOD…
Peter’s
intentions are good, because they are faith based. He is eager to go where his faith will take
him. Even if it is into risky and
dangerous places.
Faith often prompts people to go to where it is risky. And where it is dangerous. We are to risk putting our personal security
aside, so that we can go and do what God intends. We are to trust in God and let God deal with
the danger. We see that again and again…
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So
for Peter and for us, having good intentions is a plus.
AND PETER’S FOCUS IS
RIGHT…
Peter’s
focus is right.
His focus is on Jesus.
He learned with the boat and the walking on water incident, you have to
keep your eyes on Jesus. When Peter kept
his eyes on Jesus, he walked on water.
When he looked away from Jesus, he began to sink.
"Look beyond the danger" "look to
Jesus"
As you head into a new day. …Look to Jesus.
As
you head into a new responsibility…Look to Jesus.
As
you head into a new challenge…Look to Jesus.
As
you head into a new season of life…Look to Jesus.
The goal and focus of Jesus’ ministry
-
with those disciples for three
years…
-
with each disciple who has come
along since then…
- with
you throughout your unfolding years
- and
even unto today…
The
goal and of Jesus’ ministry is that you will Look to Jesus.
- Look
to Jesus the source and center of your faith.
- Look
to Jesus the church's one foundation.
- Look
to Jesus your only hope and help:
- Look
to Jesus.
Now,
at that moment of their conversation in the upper room, Peter was determined to
keep his eyes on Jesus.
How could he know that in a few short days, he would be
quaking in fear when people in the courtyard of [] identified him as one of
Jesus’ followers? How could he know that
when the chips were down, he would crumble?
Peter did not know how soon his boldness and bravado would be put to the
test. And how miserably he would fail
that test.
Listen to Jesus: “Will You Really Lay Down Your Life For Me?”
Will you?
Really?
Jesus knows what no one else knows. Jesus knows how Peter will react to the
charge that he is a disciple of Jesus.
The question is, how will each of us react?
- Do
we know?
- Are
we as certain as Peter was…
He
is the fellow who said, “Even if we must die with you—Jesus—we will not desert
you.”
Yet before very long, Peter is the one who denied Jesus
three times.
The
question is, how will each of us react?
Do
we know?
Can
we know…?
Being
a Christian means that we are being called by God into unfamiliar situations. Places where we feel as unprepared and as valuable
as Peter did in the courtyard.
Such moments
feels a bit scary, because there is so much uncertainty attached to it.
What will happen if I do this or that?
How
will people react?
Certainly
Peter thought that he would be in grave danger if they knew for sure that he
was one of Jesus’ disciples.
A few days before, there he was among
friends and wonderful fellow-disciples, and the teaching and healing ministry of
Jesus and things were great.
They
could all agree, what a fantastic ministry that we have.
Then, in what seemed a twinkling of an
eye, it all changed.
Familiarity has a certain comfort to
it. But it seems that when we go with
Jesus we are always going in the direction of the unfamiliar.
We are going on wilderness journeys,
or mountaintop heights, or raging
storms, or any number of situations that could catch us off guard. We are asked to step out in to the fearful
places, the unfamiliar places.
We know it is a risk— and we sense
that it can be a good and faithful thing to do.
The question is, how will each of us react?
Do
we know?
Can
we know…?
Jesus
knows how every one of his followers will react in tight places.
Have
you been watching Downton Abbey? One of
the character is Carson, who sort of runs the servant part of the stately
home. Carson is concerned with every
detail of how the house functions so that it ser4ves the owner and his family
well. He is also concerned about the
large staff, that they know their work and do it well. Carson is famous for maintaining
traditions. Carson is also famous for
being reluctant to have innovations…the telephone…radio…
Carson is a good servant, and almost a great servant. If only he were not so reluctant to take on
the new and next assignment…
Bible says that we are Jesus’ servants. Servants, God assigns for this or that kind
of service. Servants, who go and do as
it seems best to God. It can be a great privilege and honor to have been assigned
here of there.
Most importantly, though, we are to be ever-ready for that
next assignment.
I
suspect that in many of our lives, right now, Jesus is hanging out our next
assignment.
Are we ready?
Jesus tells Peter that the immediate future is going to be
a letdown. And he tells peter that the
more distant future will have great challenges.
36 Simon
Peter said to him, “Lord, where are you going?” Jesus answered, “Where
I am going, you cannot follow me now; but you will follow afterward.”
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When
things go wrong, as they sometimes will;
When
the road you’re trudging seems all uphill,
When
the funds are low, and the debts are high,
And
you want to smile, but have to sigh;
When
care is pressing you down a bit—
Rest
if you must; but do not quit.
Success
is failure turned inside out;
The
silver tint of the clouds of doubt;
And
you can never tell how close you are
It
may be near when it seems so far—
So
stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit—
It
is when things go wrong that you must not quit.
(Anonymous)
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