Sermon Text: Acts 5:27-32
There’s a neglected spot of yard outside of my kitchen window, on the side of my house. I might not even really call it yard. It’s just the ground at the side of the house. Nothing is planted. Weeds barely grow there. The hose sits tangled and rarely used. Nothing happens there.
I can’t even see the ground from the little window above my kitchen sink. So nothing happens there. Leaves gather. Sticks, tiny fallen branches that I swept off the roof month ago, pile up. Nothing happens there …Read more here (PDF)