Adult Forum, 9:30 a.m.Exploring God's Response to Job
Discussion Leader: Lura Bublitz
Lectionary readings: Job 38:1-7 (34-41); Psalm 104:1-9,24,35c; Hebrews 5:1-10; Mark 10:34-45
Worship, 10:30 a.m.
Preaching: Pastor Greg
Worship Leader: Angela Yarber
Lead Usher: Brian Kearins
Sermon Title: “Out of the Whirlwind … Wisdom”
Who Has the Wisdom?
Who holds the wisdom that is at creation’s core and in the midst of Job’s own predicament? A whirlwind reverses Job from questioner to the one questioned. Another reversal occurs when the conventional wisdom of privilege is met by the gospel wisdom of humility pronounced by Jesus. Seekers of wisdom may encounter more questions than answers in its finding.
After a time of profound questions, Job proclaims his faith in God: “I had heard of you by the hearing of the ear, but now my eye sees you.” We, like Job and the disciples, are called to trust God in the midst of our questions. When have you, like Job, experienced the presence of God? In what ways have your questions helped you to grow in faith and trust?
Prayer for the weekend as you prepare for worship:
Creator God, we cannot hope to know all that is and will be – and when we think we do, deliver us from the arrogance of ignorance. Our hope rests in your wisdom. By that wisdom, lead us through uncertainty and steady us in love. Amen.
Words for Meditation
In the Quiet Curve of Evening
Click on the title above and press play to hear a sample of this song
In the quiet curve of evening, in the sinking of the days,
In the silky void of darkness, you are there.
In the lapses of my breathing, in the space between my ways,
in the crater carved by sadness, you are there.
In the rests between the phrases, in the cracks between the stars,
In the gaps between the meaning, you are there.
In the melting down of endings, in the cooling of the sun,
in the solstice of the winter, you are there.
In the mystery of my hungers, in the silence of my rooms,
In the cloud of my unknowing, you are there.
In the empty cave of grieving, in the desert of my dreams,
in the tunnel of my sorrow, you are there.
Click on the title above and press play to hear a sample of this song
In the quiet curve of evening, in the sinking of the days,
In the silky void of darkness, you are there.
In the lapses of my breathing, in the space between my ways,
in the crater carved by sadness, you are there.
In the rests between the phrases, in the cracks between the stars,
In the gaps between the meaning, you are there.
In the melting down of endings, in the cooling of the sun,
in the solstice of the winter, you are there.
In the mystery of my hungers, in the silence of my rooms,
In the cloud of my unknowing, you are there.
In the empty cave of grieving, in the desert of my dreams,
in the tunnel of my sorrow, you are there.
Words, music copyright © 1993, Juliana Howard
www.wearethecircle.com. Used by permission.
www.wearethecircle.com. Used by permission.
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