This week’s “week in the word” is a message by Rev. Phil Hardy at Life’s Journey UCC of Burlington, NC originally given last year on Pentecost Sunday that “God has no grand-children”. Although it was originally a Pentecost sermon, I feel it is appropriate on Trinity Sunday. For the meaning of the Trinity is that there is not a person God has made that God does not count as not a grand-child, but a child of God.
As theologian C. Baxter Kruger puts it on his blog,
“From all eternity, God is not alone and solitary, but lives as Father, Son and Spirit in a rich and glorious and abounding fellowship of utter oneness. There is no emptiness in this circle, no depression or fear or insecurity. The trinitarian life is a great dance of unchained communion and intimacy, fired by passionate, self-giving and other-centered love, and mutual delight. This life is good. It is right, unique, full of music and joy, blessedness and peace. Such love, giving rise to such togetherness and fellowship and oneness, is the womb of the universe and of humanity within it.
“The stunning truth is that this Triune God, in amazing and lavish love, determined to open the circle and share the trinitarian life with others. This is the one, eternal and abiding reason for the creation of the world and of human life. … Before the creation of the world, the Father, Son and Spirit set their love upon us and planned to bring us to share and know and experience the trinitarian life itself. Unto this end the cosmos was called into being, and the human race was fashioned…”
The truth celebrated on Trinity Sunday is that God has looked at you, at me, and said “you are my child, whom I love, in whom I’m well-pleased”, including you, me, all of us in this embrace of love.
I feel Pastor Phil’s sermon really brings this message home. I know it’s blessed me and I hope it blesses you.
If you like it, please follow Pastor Phil’s blog at https://pastorphilhardy.wordpress.com/ . Also, please feel free to drop me a line sometime either on the blog here or via email if you hear a particularly good sermon in a progressive southern pulpit that would be good to share in our “week in the word”.
And I ain’t just whistling Dixie,
your progressive redneck preacher,