Sermon Text: John 3:1-17
New Orleans – the Jazz capital of the world. In New Orleans there once was a small jazz club. In a corner of that club, on a small platform that served as a stage, sat an old dilapidated piano. All of the jazz artists complained about this antiquated instrument. The piano players dreaded playing on it. The vocalists dreaded singing with it. And all of the combos that played the club wished that they could bring in their own piano – just like they could a saxophone or a trumpet.
Finally, after years of listening to these jazz musicians complain about his piano, the owner of the club decided to do something about it. He had the piano painted … Read full sermon here (PDF)