I am delighted to provide here a link to the website of All Saints', Atlanta where you will find the audio version of the sermon I preached on October 23, 2009.
"That's so gay!"
Neither the camera nor the microphone are particularly generous or kind in their representations of me. I am not very photogenic nor is my voice particularly pleasing to the ear.
Oh well, such is life in the fast lane of parish ministry in these post modern times.
You can still find the written sermon here.
I think I sound much better in print.
"Finally, I suspect that it is by entering that deep place inside us where our secrets are kept that we come perhaps closer than we do anywhere else to the One who, whether we realize it or not, is of all our secrets the most telling and the most precious we have to tell." Frederick Buechner
Come in! Come in!
"If you are a dreamer, come in. If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar, a Hope-er, a Pray-er, a Magic Bean buyer; if you're a pretender, come sit by my fire. For we have some flax-golden tales to spin. Come in! Come in!" -- Shel Silverstein
12 comments:
I'm so happy you decided to post the audio version of this most amazing sermon. It's one thing to read the words, and quite another to have them come to life through you. You have a lovely voice, btw.
I listened to it last night after a not so pleasant exchange with my Aunt regarding my being a lesbian. I don't know why I try anymore, really. It's emotionally draining. Let's just say I'm in the initially disorienting, truth telling, family disturbing, identity claiming process of coming out to family. Feeling the terror and shame, and hoping against hope that the open meadows of full acceptance (mine & theirs) is just around the corner.
One more thing...um...we've all seen the pictures, Elizabeth. There's no denying it. You're a hottie! A cougar in a collar who drives a bug with a rainbow sticker. Now, there's a picture.:)
Okay, add a few years of pergatory for me for that last part.
Stop, stop, stop, Riley. I don't know if it's a purgatory offense, but you're making be blush
she indeed is a hottie!
I enjoyed hearing the sermon rather than reading. If I was there I might have stood up at the end and cheered.(well probably not but I would have felt like doing so).
I'm with Riley. You are beautiful inside and out, and your voice, even over the phone, calmed and heartened me through some really terrifying times.
Genie???? You figured out how to post a comment??? Wonders never cease!
Alison - the package arrived. I am so grateful.
Hey, Brian R. That would have been quite a trek for you! Glad you were there in spirit if not in voice.
It is fun to hear the podcast. I read your sermons all the time, but it is fun to hear the honest joy you have in GIVING THEM that the words just don't convey.
That, and, as I am dearly a lover of people's spoken accents, I am charmed by the way you pronounce "homosexual." Hummasexual? That must be a Boston thing like When JFK said "Cuber." (wink). This of course, is coming from the person who says "warsh" and says the season before Easter is "Lint," so take it in the spirit it is intended!
No, Kirke, that's not NE. I think I may be echoing the SC accent of Jack Spong. I am also aware that I'm not exactly fond of the word - it's a medical diagnosis, after all - so I may be rushing through it. I was not aware of that until you pointed it out, and, of course, I can't hear it at all.
Jack Spong has an SC accent? That kind of blows me away. Isn't it funny, how when you've never heard a person speak, you "imagine their accent" and realize you are way off!
All the same, it was INCREDIBLY fun to hear you deliver the sermon as opposed to reading it! In the blogworld, we sort of forget our voices, have...well...voices. Of course I've heard you on the phone, but never in your "sermon voice!"
+JSS with a southern accent?? Oh, my dear! Sometimes, he positively drawls. I can still hear him say to me, "Well, young laaaaddddyy."
"Sermon voice"? I'll tell you what - after 23 years of preaching, it gets harder to distinguish your 'preaching' from your 'regular' voice. Not so with my 'pastoral' voice. My kids tease me unmercifully about it.
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