Sermons by Tripp Martin
In this place, we try to make room for Silence—for looking and listening—discovering God in ways we would not otherwise.
We gather here each week to remember—and to hold onto that Story—that God is our Creator, our Redeemer, and our Sustainer.
What a wonderful Gift we have to share with one another: the Gift of simple prayer—speaking plainly and honestly with God—opening ourselves up to the same Love that was in Christ Jesus.
We cannot see the wind, but we see the effects of the wind.
When we have somebody to Love—or somebody to Love us—we can endure our hardest sadness, and we can put down our deepest regret, and we can celebrate with the utmost Joy, because we will see that the Home of God is among us.
We hold hands with one another to echo the faithful Love of God.
Instead of being for others, we can decide to be with others.
Every act of Kindness, Compassion, and Hope is an act of Peace.
We never want the Holy moments to end. It’s why we gather to remember. It’s why we gather around the table to experience, again, the Love of Christ—where rejection becomes Embrace, where brokenness becomes Strength, where defeat becomes Victory, and where death becomes Life.
Palm Sunday is meant to change our mind to embrace the strength of Humility and a very different kind of Victory.