Sermon 08/23/2026 – So Nearly There

Matthew 16:13-20

Now when Jesus came into the district of Caesarea Philippi, he asked his disciples, “Who do people say that the Son of Man is?” And they said, “Some say John the Baptist but others Elijah and still others Jeremiah or one of the prophets.” He said to them, “But who do you say that I am?” Simon Peter answered, “You are the Messiah, the Son of the living God.” And Jesus answered him, “Blessed are you, Simon son of Jonah! For flesh and blood has not revealed this to you but my Father in heaven. And I tell you, you are Peter, and on this rock I will build my church, and the gates of Hades will not prevail against it. I will give you the keys of the kingdom of heaven, and whatever you bind on earth will be bound in heaven, and whatever you loose on earth will be loosed in heaven.” Then he sternly ordered the disciples not to tell anyone that he was the Messiah.

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Who is Jesus? This feels like an elementary question asked for kids in very young Sunday school classes. Without an answer, however, not much else matters – especially for the Christian. If we cannot give an answer to who Jesus is, then we are as lost as anyone else in this world. If we cannot properly answer who this God-man was, then what is the point in any other part of it? To know who Christ is, who we say Christ is, is essential.

Jesus was such a monumental figure in the history of the world that even secular bodies and other faiths have had to grapple with defining who he is. Whether it is in the Rabbinical texts that go out of their way to say that Jesus was not the Messiah, or the Qur’anic ones that establish Jesus’s unique prophetic role in Islamic teachings our two closest siblings in faith have texts which grapple with this question.[1] Looking beyond these siblings, you will often find that world leaders and thinkers have had to take up the person of Jesus and answers a simple question. “Who is this man who walked through Judah, and who is worshipped all these centuries later?”

The question is not unique to us looking back, it is something people who walked directly beside Jesus would have asked. The kid who ran around the streets of Nazareth, playing with other kids, but who would sometimes would say something a little too grown up. The teen helping his father in the woodshop, but who would disappear into a field to pray for hours. The man who came out of the desert one day preaching that the time had come for God to change the whole world. The same man who died just a few years later when he made a few too many people in power angry. That guy, the one they would soon claim was walking around again like nothing had happened, was someone everyone needed to try and define.

If we read our scripture today with the knowledge that a whole collection of scripture and several centuries of theology did not surround the person of Jesus when he asked his disciples what people thought of him, then their response makes more sense. The disciples do not have a list of acceptable answers for who this prophet they have been following is, existentially. They know he’s Jesus, they know he works miracles, and they know that they had to follow him when he asked them too. Beyond that, what is there to say about this mysterious figure?

Jesus asks them, “Who do people say the Son of Man is?” This is, in itself, a title that Jesus often gives himself. While it is on one hand a confession of his own humanity, it is also hinting towards something divine. The Prophet Ezekiel was called, “a Son of Man,” to differentiate his humanity from the angelic beings he spoke to. Yet, the prophet Daniel also speaks about a “Son of Man,” a figure that would come alongside God in the final days of history to set the world right.[2] Shaped like a man, yet fully in the realm of the Heavens, this figure is not defined in Daniel in a way that takes any concrete shape. So, when Jesus says “Son of Man,” in reference to himself, he is telling his disciples that he is important, but letting there be some gaps they need to fill.

The Disciples fidget a little before they begin to list what people think of Jesus. “Some say you’re Elijah,” referencing a prophecy out of Malachi that Elijah would proceed the “Day of the Lord,” in which this world would end and a new one would begin. Other people apparently gave a different answer, “Some say you are John the Baptist.” John, cousin of Jesus and prophet who came in the Spriit of Elijah, had recently been beheaded, so the fact another miracle worker appeared after him may have made some think John had been raised from the dead.

I almost have to imagine that some other answers would have been given, though scripture records none of them. After Jesus has asked them what other people think, he turns the page on the matter. “Who cares what they say…” He seems to say, “What do you say I am?” Was there a pause, an uncertainty in the gathered people. Did the disciples have any idea how to answer? Whether stillness fell or the answer came abruptly, we know that the person who gave it was Simon Peter. “You are the Messiah. The Son of the Living God.”

Now, did Peter understand fully what that meant? To be a Messiah was to be the savior of God’s people, but did he know that Jesus was also coming to save the world? To be the Messiah was to be a King, and the King was called the “Son of God,” in the Psalms, but did Peter know that Jesus was literally born of the Holy Spirit? Likewise, did he know that this “Son,” was not created in the way most souls were, but had existed alongside God the Father for all eternity? Did Peter know that he had made a much bigger statement than just the fact he thought Jesus was going to clean house in Judea?

Hard to say. I think based on the rest of Jesus’s life, the betrayal that Peter and the other Disciples participated in by fleeing from him, and the slow realization they had of what the Resurrection meant, suggests that a few pieces were missing. Yet, even if Peter still had a long and troubled road ahead of him, Jesus does not take time to elaborate on his definitions. Instead, Jesus launches into some of the highest praise we could expect a person to receive.

“Flesh and blood have not shown you this,” in other words Peter has received this information through the Spirit and not through any cognitive ability of his own. He did not “figure out,” who Jesus was, God revealed it to him. “On this rock,” a pun, as Peter’s name means “rock,” I will build my Church. The term here, “ekklesia,” referring to a group of people called together, and not an institution. “And the gates of Hades,” that is, Sheol, the land of the dead, shall not overcome it.

If we can remove ourselves from the immediate context of Jesus talking to his disciples, there is something from this conversation we can and must apply to our own faith. The foundation of eternal life, the foundation of God’s church, the foundation of everything that will be in the World to Come, is found in the acknowledgement of Jesus as our savior. Not a perfect confession of Jesus’s salvation, not getting all the terms right, but in knowing that Jesus is the one who saves us, and knowing that Jesus is uniquely tied to God in the midst of his humanity.

I am a firm believer that theology is something that should not be kept away from folks sitting in pews. So many times we in the Church don’t talk about deep things, because we’re afraid that something too complicated will scare people off. I don’t think that’s true, I think that deep things are what we need, and I think that deep things breathe life into us in a way that the same shallow water never could. However, I also believe that there is a necessary truth that cannot be ignored. In faith, those things which are “needful,” for salvation, are as simple as can be. Faith in Jesus Christ, as our savior, professed and lived out. That is all that the Lord requires for us to be saved.

Our next month of worship is going to be spent digging into some harder to understand topics. Evil and the Trinity and Blessings and The End Times and so on and so on. Before we get complicated, though, we have to remind ourselves of something very simple. Jesus Christ, Son of God and Son of Man, is the Messiah, our savior. Without whom we would be lost in sin and death, and through whom a gathered people has been brought out of all nations. This people, this Church, stands against death, and death can never overcome it. Praise God, profess his Salvation, and know that Christ who walked Judea long ago, is savior and messiah still today. – Amen.


[1] E.g. Surah Maryam; Sanhedrin 43

[2] Daniel 7

Sermon 08/16/2026 – A Salvific Slur

Matthew 15:21-28

Jesus left that place and went away to the district of Tyre and Sidon. Just then a Canaanite woman from that region came out and started shouting, “Have mercy on me, Lord, Son of David; my daughter is tormented by a demon.” But he did not answer her at all. And his disciples came and urged him, saying, “Send her away, for she keeps shouting after us.” He answered, “I was sent only to the lost sheep of the house of Israel.” But she came and knelt before him, saying, “Lord, help me.” He answered, “It is not fair to take the children’s food and throw it to the dogs.” She said, “Yes, Lord, yet even the dogs eat the crumbs that fall from their masters’ table.” Then Jesus answered her, “Woman, great is your faith! Let it be done for you as you wish.” And her daughter was healed from that moment.

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Of all the scriptures in the Bible… This is certainly one of them. It tells a story that is uncomfortable to anyone who reads it honestly and is therefore turned into something far more palatable whenever it is read to a congregation. The motivation of Jesus, of the woman, even of the disciples is softened in a way that makes the harsh edges seem to disappear. Yet, at the same time the telling of the story, diminished in the way it is, becomes weaker with each alteration. No matter how we approach this interaction between Jesus and the Canaanite woman, we must do so honestly and without preemptive excuses.

In what seems to be a very out of character interaction, our scripture today shows Jesus seeming to do his best to ignore a woman in need. Traveling past Tyre and Sidon, two traditionally wicked cities, a woman emerges and begs Jesus to help her. She calls after him along the road, calling him the Son of David, acknowledging he is the Messiah. His Disciples, uncomfortable with this foreigner following them, ask Jesus to send her away. Yet, Jesus does not even look at her. He keeps walking in silence before telling his disciples why he keeps walking past. “I am sent only to the lost sheep of Israel…”

Undeterred, the woman throws herself at his feet, continuing to beg. Jesus here delivers his strangest judgment. “It is not right to give the food meant for the children to the dogs.” Now, here is where a thousand excuses usually enter the narrative about how it is actually normal to refer to foreigners as dogs or how Jesus is using a word that means something closer to “puppy,” or something like that. Yet, I can tell you, an honest reading does not allow for this. Jesus calls this woman a dog, and she responds by saying, “Even a dog may eat crumbs.” Jesus, without backing down from his insult or his mission statement, simply states that the woman’s faith is great, and her child is healed… What is going on in this scripture?!

If Jesus was just a person, I could accept the idea that people in that day and age would treat foreigners poorly and call them dogs. People treat foreigners poorly today and call them all kinds of horrible things. Yet, Jesus was not just a person. Jesus was, and is, fully God and fully man. Being the perfect human being and by nature of being God being without sin, Jesus cannot do something wrong at any point in his ministry. He is perfect in a way that is to be emulated for all eternity, because as God made flesh and as the perfection of humanity, Christ is incapable of sin and of doing wrong. Therefore, any description of this story that makes Jesus into a sinner must not be accepted nor can we accept a telling of this story that blesses insulting people for the conditions of their birth.

I wish I could, therefore, explain the conduct of Jesus in this passage, but it runs into a similar problem to the story of the Wedding at Cana.[1] In that passage, the wedding runs out of wine, and people are upset that there is nothing more to drink. Mary, Mother of Jesus, approaches her son and says, “Hey kid! You’re up, do a miracle!” Jesus responds, in a very relatable, but uncharacteristic way… Do we remember Jesus’s response? “Woman! It is not yet my time!” Now… Language changes… But imagine if you said to your mother, “Woman!” followed by anything… How’s that gonna go?

The two stories also share something else in common. Despite Jesus saying that this is not the time to work this kind of miracle… He does it anyway. Jesus makes water into wine at Cana and Jesus heals this woman’s daughter even though he speaks in what reads as a very frank, rude tone as to why he refuses to do so. Jesus, despite the fact the time is not right, still does the thing that is asked of him. What a strange look into the mind of God we are given.

The woman, unceasing in her prayer for her daughter to be saved, reveals something that we often forget ourselves. She never questions that a gentile is not worthy to receive God’s blessings. She accepts that she is unfit to be blessed in anyway. Yet, she does not cease to ask for it. Jesus has, at this point in his ministry, been preaching to people who are descendants of Abraham – inheritors then of a blessing that goes way back into antiquity. These folks are the closest to anyone that can claim a special status in this world… Yet it is those people who have rejected him again and again and again. They have, through lack of faith, given up on their inheritance. They have forgotten that they were not blessed because they deserved it, but because God was kind.

I do not know why this woman was called a dog, but I do know that she understood God’s economy of grace better than any of the “children,” who were sitting at God’s table. Last week we talked about holiness, about the need to approach God with an understanding of our own insignificance. This woman did just that. She humbly came forward, never claimed to be owed anything, and through that understanding received everything. Humility is an understanding of our status in the world, and when we realize all good gifts are ours simply out of God’s favor, out of a love that is revealed despite ourselves, we can truly enjoy God’s goodness.

I am a fan of doing Communion as often as we can. It is, after all, a meal in which we receive God’s grace to live a life worthy of our call. So many times I hear people oppose the idea of doing it too frequently. “It loses what makes it special!” “It takes too long!” “I need time to get ready for it!” “We used to do it once every three months!” Et cetera, et cetera. All these I could talk about for a long time. Yet, I think one of the key things that we forget about what we are offered in Communion is just how special it is.

God, not just a long time ago, but every time we offer up praise and thanksgiving over bread and wine, presents the sacrifice of Christ on the cross to us. Body and Bread, taken into ourselves, spiritual nourishment that connects us with Jesus Christ’s perfected humanity and sublime divinity. It is a meal that people long to eat, even if they do not know it yet. To be present with God, to share in that physical contact even for a moment, is worth more than just about anything.

I bring this up because the old communion liturgy contained a line I think we need to restore to our regular vocabulary. “We do not presume to come to this thy table, O merciful Lord, trusting in our own righteousness, but in thy manifold and great mercies.” That’s how it starts, but here’s the key piece, “We are not worthy so much as to gather up the crumbs under thy table. But thou art the same Lord, whose property is always to have mercy…”

I do not know why Jesus calls this woman a dog. I do not know why Jesus sometimes seems to get angry with his disciples and family and respond to them in this seemingly rude manner. Yet, I know that regardless of the presentation of the action, it reveals two deep truths. Firstly, that we are, in fact, unworthy to receive God’s grace except by the love, mercy, and favor we receive from God through Jesus Christ. Secondly, that regardless of what is “proper,” Jesus never fails to show mercy. If the time isn’t quite right for a miracle, it can still be shown. If a person approaches the throne of grace “unworthily,” but does so full well knowing they do not deserve a crumb of that grace, then they will receive it in abundance.

I cannot speak for God, I cannot solve the unsolvable about the context of this story. Yet I can tell you today, God’s grace is here, it is being poured out on us all, and even as we strive to be holy and do right, it is available to us sometimes more than ever in the moments we do not deserve it. God is merciful, God is just, even to a wretched man such as me. – Amen.


[1] John 2:1-12

Sermon 08/09/2026 – A Divine Pageant

1 Kings 19:9-18

At that place he came to a cave and spent the night there.

Then the word of the Lord came to him, saying, “What are you doing here, Elijah?” He answered, “I have been very zealous for the Lord, the God of hosts, for the Israelites have forsaken your covenant, thrown down your altars, and killed your prophets with the sword. I alone am left, and they are seeking my life, to take it away.”

He said, “Go out and stand on the mountain before the Lord, for the Lord is about to pass by.” Now there was a great wind, so strong that it was splitting mountains and breaking rocks in pieces before the Lord, but the Lord was not in the wind, and after the wind an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake, and after the earthquake a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire, and after the fire a sound of sheer silence. When Elijah heard it, he wrapped his face in his mantle and went out and stood at the entrance of the cave. Then there came a voice to him that said, “What are you doing here, Elijah?” He answered, “I have been very zealous for the Lord, the God of hosts, for the Israelites have forsaken your covenant, thrown down your altars, and killed your prophets with the sword. I alone am left, and they are seeking my life, to take it away.” Then the Lord said to him, “Go, return on your way to the wilderness of Damascus; when you arrive, you shall anoint Hazael as king over Aram. Also you shall anoint Jehu son of Nimshi as king over Israel, and you shall anoint Elisha son of Shaphat of Abel-meholah as prophet in your place. Whoever escapes from the sword of Hazael, Jehu shall kill, and whoever escapes from the sword of Jehu, Elisha shall kill. Yet I will leave seven thousand in Israel, all the knees that have not bowed to Baal, and every mouth that has not kissed him.”

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When was the last time you saw something holy? I do not mean something that felt spiritual or was awe inspiring. I mean something that was Holy. Set apart. Distinct. Terrifying because it was so much bigger and more powerful and more wonderful than you can imagine. To come into contact with the Holy is to feel small, smaller than you could ever imagine. To be afraid of something incomprehensible, and yet to not be consumed by either the fear or the smallness. To be in the presence of the Holy is to know all at once how insignificant we are and yet to see in the insignificance life rather than despair.

For myself, I can think of a few times when an encounter with the holy has really struck me. Once, when I was reading the book of Ezekiel, I had decided to read the description of the angelic beings that went alongside God. Things with multiple heads and hands and eyes and wheels and incomprehensible geometries. In the moment I read a certain line, the reality of that vision of the Prophet struck me. I was down on the floor in a second, I could not lift my head because the weight of this revelation seemed too heavy.

Once as I was presiding over Communion, as I lifted the cup and the wafer that I was using that day to recite the Agnus Dei, “Oh Lamb of God who takes away the sins of the World, have mercy upon us.” I felt the cup grow heavy in my hands. The true weight of that statement, that this was the body and blood of the savior of the world, shed for me and for all other people… I was afraid I was going to drop it when I saw just what this ritual was really doing.

I had a minister describe a time he had been praying with a mentor. They were both kneeling and when they had reached a certain point, he said he wanted to raise his hand, because he felt God had entered in that space. Yet, if he did lift it, he was afraid it would be consumed… This is what it is to be in the presence of the Holy.

Our scripture today captures a moment in which Elijah is fleeing his role as Prophet. He is not doing so because of mere exhaustion or worry, but because he has been beaten and bruised and threatened with death a few too many times. Most of his friends have either abandoned him or been killed, he is alone as a prophet of God. He flees into the desert and asks for God to kill him rather than let him suffer. Undeterred, God instead feeds the prophet for several nights. Elijah receives enough strength, not just to survive, but to seek answers. He leaves the bush he’s been living in and goes to Mount Horeb, another name for Sinai.

Horeb was a sacred mountain, and anyone who touched it could be put to death. Yet the prophet was unafraid to approach this holy place. He climbed the mountain until he found a cave. Entering in, he waited until God spoke. After stating his fears, God told Elijah to stand on the face of the mountain. The Prophet did not, however, go to see the Divine Pageant that passed by. Fire burned, earthquakes shook, wind blew, and then, only when silence fell, did Elijah exit. He covered his face, he left the cave, because he now knew that God had entered into this place.

Usually we focus on the idea that God was in the stillness as a reminder for us to find places of quiet in our life. God is not in the noise and the wonder and the awe, God is in the silence of our quiet reflection and contemplation. Sure, God comes to us in the midst of silence, when we put away all other distractions. Yet, the silence here is not necessary for Elijah to see and hear God’s presence, it is a consequence of God’s presence. The silence is not the means by which Elijah hears God, it is the place in which God is found.

What’s the difference. Well, the difference is that God coming into this place was signified by a great deal of noise and displays of power. Fire, lightning, earthquakes, were the attendants to God’s royal arrival. They burned and raged to declare the glory of the thing that they were heralding. Clearing a path – destroying stone and air and any other obstacle.

The silence that surrounds God is not a statement about where we can find God, but a statement of what God’s presence does naturally. It clears a path because when something Holy enters into a space, there is no choice but to make way for that holy thing. Nature is not blinded like we are, it is fully aware of the holiness of its creator, and so it naturally moves from the place that God’s presence has inhabited, it is fully aware that it is smaller, and less good, and less worthy, than the one who made it.

We lack an understanding of God’s holiness these days. We are, as I often put it, “Drunk on God’s grace,” fully aware that Christ has forgiven us all that is past, we take the command of the book of Hebrews that we should, “boldly approach,” God’s throne; forgetting that we are only meant to do so because we have understood what it means to work out our salvation with “fear and trembling.”[1] Put in the simplest possible terms: God’s love is so great that we have no reason to fear coming to God with the deepest desires of our heart. Simultaneously, God is so holy that we must never forget that it is only God’s love that allows us to approach God without being destroyed. The natural consequence of Holiness is that it repels all other things, that we can approach God at all is a testament to God’s goodness.

Elijah gives us a model for this across his journey to Horeb. He seeks release from his pain and prays to God to just let him die. God cares for him instead. Elijah is strengthened by this care and does what seems impossible, he climbs the holy mountain, the place forbidden that anyone should touch. He enters the heart of that mountain and waits. He waits for the holiness of God to drive away everything around it… Only when the stillness of the void surrounding the holy of holies falls on the world does Elijah cover his face and approach God for help.

In your heart now is the very Spirit of God. If you are a Christian and you profess your faith, you are a Temple to God. Holiness is in you, and it is burning against all unholiness within you. Every thought and word and action that works against the will of God is at odds with this Spirit within you. This same Spirit, however, allows you to enter into its presence, because God is abundant in patience and care. We are not eaten up from the inside, because the Spirit of God hopes to see us made holy through this indwelling, not to see us destroyed.

How do we become more fit for the holiness that lives within us? Firstly, by taking time to acknowledge the holiness around us. When you pray, do not do so flippantly, as if you are having a conversation with just anyone. God is a friend, God is a father, God is sibling, and confidant to us – but God is still God. Give space, and time, and weight to your prayers and see them do much more for you because of it. When you come to worship, likewise, let the hymns carry you to the throne of Grace – even the annoying ones you do not like personally. Let the word of God, the prayers we offer, the space we fill, be a holy thing for you, not just a checklist to be completed.

The thing about holiness is that it asserts itself, we are simply meant to let it do what it will. Do not think you can only meet God in the manicured silence of a long planned out moment. When God appears, you will know it by the widening gap in space, time, and sound God’s presence produced. In a crowded room, as you suddenly feel smaller, when the fear of something more immense strikes you, but somehow that excites and strengthens rather than consumes… When the hymn you have sung a thousand times suddenly seems to swell… When the prayer you pray brings you to the throne of God and yet you never leave your seat…

God is making space, the Pageant is passing by… Let it do its work and clear a path in your own heart and your own life. – Amen.


[1] Hebrews 4:16 c.f. Philippians 2:12

Sermon 08/02/2026 – Eat What is Good

Isaiah 55:1-5

Hear, everyone who thirsts; come to the waters; and you who have no money, come, buy and eat! Come, buy wine and milk without money and without price. Why do you spend your money for that which is not bread and your earnings for that which does not satisfy?

Listen carefully to me, and eat what is good, and delight yourselves in rich food. Incline your ear, and come to me; listen, so that you may live. I will make with you an everlasting covenant, my steadfast, sure love for David. See, I made him a witness to the peoples, a leader and commander for the peoples. Now you shall call nations that you do not know, and nations that do not know you shall run to you, because of the Lord your God, the Holy One of Israel, for he has glorified you.

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            Imagine a perfect world. What images come to mind? I’m sure for many of us we imagine a world with no violence or disease. Summers that are not too hot and winters that are not too cold. We dream of a Utopia and see in it the perfection of our present world. We are right to do so. Scripture is clear again and again that the next world, perfected by God and bringing together Heaven and Earth forever, will not be the erasure of what currently is – but a continuation and rebirth of it in totality.

            I think our dreams often reflect an understanding of the privileges we have known in life as well. Sometimes we fail to mention things that a perfect world absolutely would have, or else we imagine our own desires carrying over into heaven in a way that misses the point. Ask any teenager struggling through puberty what their worry about Heaven is and they will probably point to sex, because that is the occupation of a teen’s mind. Ask an older person and their focus will be on reunions and the cessation of pain, because that is the occupation of their minds. Our images of Heaven are as dependent upon our own cognition and concerns as any writ of scripture.

            This was true of Ancient Israel too. In the pre and post exilic period, the writers of the Bible seldom talk of what happens after we die. They just weren’t worried about that in the way we typically are. For them, they imagined what a perfect world on this earth looked like. This is why the New Testament does both – it addresses our spiritual existence beyond physical death and that the spiritual and physical will one day rejoin in the resurrection. When God speak to the prophets, however, the image that is painted is strictly terrestrial. The Divine Truth of the New Jerusalem and the marriage of Heaven and Earth is not denied or contradicted, but it is not fully revealed. The Old Testament speaks of God’s final victory in earthly, national terms.

            There are a few key points to these prophecies. Firstly, the lost people scattered across the earth will return to the Land.[1] Secondly, the land will be healed and never again suffer invasion or blight or famine.[2] Finally, the land will be so wonderful that all people will seek to come and enter into it, either for worship or to enjoy the fruits of the land.[3] A person who lives to be one hundred will be considered young.[4] It is a beautiful dream, limited only by an imagination that did not have subsequent revelation to build upon. God showed the people what they could handle of the perfect world that was to be born, and they would have plenty of gaps to fill in themselves.

            Of all the promises that I see in scripture, one returns again and again. That is that God will create a world where no one goes hungry. Food takes a primary focus time and time again in God’s work. When God comes to Abraham, Abraham shows his righteousness by making God a meal. Moses instituted a memorial in the form of the Passover dinner, a recreation of their hasty preparation for the flight from Egypt. Joseph fed the world and was declared its savior. Again and again, food is a way that God’s kindness, and the kindness of God’s people is shown.

            We are blessed that we do not know hunger. Our neighbors do though. It seems impossible, in the wealthiest country in the world that anyone could go hungry, but they do. Things will only get worse as time goes on. Jobs are getting scarcer, but there’s still people who need to eat. Food scares increase as FDA funding is cut. Global conflict and changing climate make prices climb such that people cannot afford their daily bread. Globally, locally, as near as our next breath – a food crisis persists in this world. The table of God, set so beautifully in front of us today, cannot be the only food and drink we offer to the people around us.

            Locally we have two food banks that help make sure people have what they need. Some of their goods are sourced locally, some are supplied by the state. Feeding America, through Mountaineer Foodbank and similar entities, has made sure folks here in West Virginia have access to food. However, the Federal dollars were cut down in 2025. One billion dollars, were cut from TEFAP and from subsidies that let food banks buy from local farmers.[5] Based on the numbers provided by Feeding America, that’s equivalent to three meals a day for 4,563,084 families of four. So much was lost when that spending was cut.

            In West Virginia, we see a horrific dichotomy. The average income for the state is (I think generously,) reported at about $60,000.[6] Care to guess how much the cost of living for a family of four is? About $65,000-$70,000 on average.[7] Lest we get excited and hope that folks have hope of government intervention at that range, I am sad to report such a household is at 150% of the Federal Poverty Level, and so will have few, if any, aid programs they qualify for, unless there is a local or state organization that allows that threshold.

            Times are tough and I think we are foolish to imagine they are going to get better. There is only one thing that we can do in the face of a world that hostile to existence. Take care of each other. God’s people had feasts, festivals, and public worship spaces so that they could share resources as much as celebrate God’s goodness. When you sacrificed an animal, you took some of the meat home with you to eat, or else ate it there at the temple. You, the Priest, and God, were sitting and having a meal – that’s what sacrifice meant in those days. When you held a feast, everyone was invited, relative, neighbor, friend, even people you didn’t like, because God’s gifts were meant to be shared.

            For us, we can keep a close eye on the people we know. Step in and help when they need it, even if sometimes we have to fight for a while to get them to accept that help. It means that we support local nonprofits doing good. When the government cuts one billion dollars, we cannot give that much, but we sure can give some more time and energy to making sure our pantries never empty. We can have events here, like our hot dog cookout, where we offer food to people, regardless of anything except the fact that all people can eat, should eat, and that we who have are obligated to help those who do not.

            I have never gone hungry in my life. Even when the pantries would go empty at home, there was always a little something for us to throw together into something that kept us going. My grandparents did not have that luxury. Yet, looking back, they tell similar tales. That they always had just enough, because they had family that stuck together and helped them in the thick of it all. For us, now, we can be that family, that support to our community which needs us to reach out a hand and help to fill hungry bellies.

            How fitting this be our scripture, and that this be our lesson, on the day we offer up praise and thanksgiving, and likewise receive the grace from God’s offering of Christ. God could have chosen anything to be a memorial of Christ’s passion, yet he chose bread and wine. Bread which is a means by which we are sustained – full of nutrients we need to live. Wine, a sign of celebration and as Ben Franklin put it, “Proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy.” Today we take spiritual food and drink to the preservation of our bodies and souls, but do not think our responsibility to set a table ends with this paten and chalice. The world is hungry, and the Church must feed it. – Amen


[1] Isaiah 11:11, Ezekiel 37:21, Jeremiah 23:7-8, etc.

[2] Amos 9:15, Jeremiah 42:10, etc.

[3] Isaiah 2:3, Zechariah 14:18, etc.

[4] Isaiah 65:20

[5] https://www.ipm.org/news/2026-03-05/food-banks-short-on-food-amid-stall-in-federal-funding

[6] The difference between a true “average,” vs. Median income is a matter of debate among statisticians I do not have a firm grasp on. However, census data supports that ca. 46% of family households in West Virginia are below the $60k earnings point, so I feel that the median income reflects a good idea of the upper limit of most “average,” West Virginians. https://www.neilsberg.com/insights/west-virginia-median-household-income/

[7] Simulator from https://livingcostindex.com/regions/west-virginia-us/, calculated to exclude recreational spending.