The lectionary it seems uses the last few weeks before Advent to dish out some difficult passages. This morning's came from Haggai.
The children sang, “If you’re happy clap your hands”
and Ginger gave a nod to “Glory Days,”
We sang “Wayfaring Stranger” with piano – not a band
and then wrestled with the prophet’s turn of phrase
as he talked about the Temple and replacing old with new,
that we’ve been called to what we can’t expect;
clinging to control we, as the faithful, cannot do
and still hope our dry bones God will resurrect.
Haggai hits hard with a simple proclamation:
Glory Days, they’re gonna pass you by;
for memory is more than the seed of resignation,
the future more than a mansion in the sky.
Temples built of volition and intentionPeace,
host folks filled with compassion and redemption.
P. S. Since it made the sermon, I might as well let it end the post as well.