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We’ll pick up our story from last week when the Israelites crossed the Red Sea and meet them on the other side where they struggle to see how God…

That line is actually not in the Bible, although it’s certainly implied. After ten chapters detailing as many plagues…

Take what belongs to you and go; I choose to give to this last the same as I give to you. Am I not allowed to do what I choose with what belongs to me?

In 1706, the hymnist Isaac Watts, wrote the lyric to “God is the Name My Soul Adores,” telling the story of Moses confronting the burning bush.

Peter got out of the boat! When I read the story of Jesus walking across the water to get to the disciples, that’s the part that gets to me.

The disciples woke Jesus up, saying, ‘Rabbi, don’t you care that we are perishing?’ – We find ourselves in the middle of a storm in a very small boat.

This weekend we will revisit the story of Hagar and “El Roi”–“The God who sees” through the lens of #BLM and #JusticeforBreonnaTaylor.

This week we’re not talking about anything big. We’re talking about the Kin-dom of Heaven. And that, Jesus tells us, is very small. No bigger than a mustard seed.

It is clear that whatever follows this pandemic will be different from the world we left behind. But what kind of world will it be?

There’s nothing like a couple of months spent confined to your apartment to make you long for a bit more space. A balcony, maybe, or just an extra closet. More room.