Good morning friends! I’m back at it, and thankful for the assistance of my sister Songbird last week with the Tuesday post. Since I turned out to be largely sans computer, ’twas fortuitous indeed that she planned to fill in.
I was listening to NPR commentary this morning, while the casket of Gerald Ford was being taken to National Cathedral for his state funeral. There seems to be some discussion of whether or not he was an “accidental President”, as apparently someone has said. The other commentator was pointing out that Gerald Ford actually had served his country and the Sate of Michigan for over 25 years before he was tapped to be the Vice President under Nixon after the resignation of Spiro Agnew amidst a scandal. Then, this accidental Vice President, who (as far as anyone knows) had no aspirations to be President of anything, became the most powerful man in America.
As I was standing at my kitchen sink, and hearing someone say that Gerald Ford never dreamed of being in that position, I started thinking about call, and about how if someone had asked me 10 or 12 years ago about my ending up in ordained ministry, I might have laughed at them, albeit nervously. I started thinking about how “some people are born to greatness, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them”, as Shakespeare might say.
And then I started thinking about baptism, that moment when we all are called to something greater than ourselves–discipleship.
This is the particular rabbit hole I am going down today in search of sermon wisdom. What about you?