I'm not wild about the "sermon" part of church.
Praise and worship? Great. Prayer? Yes, please. Fellowship? Absolutely. Sermon? Meh. So, allow me to proclaim the following:
I, Su Elizabeth, Crown Princess of Cheekyness, could do without sermons for the rest of my life.
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All that to set up this rather incongrous statement: Today's post is inspired by a sermon I heard a couple of weeks ago. God sends a prophet to Hezekiah, the king of Judah, to tell him to put his house in order, because he was about to die. Hezekiah pleads with God to allow him to live. God relents and adds 15 years to Hezekiah's life.
But the next verses are more telling. Various heads of state come to offer their well-wishes following his illness, so Hezekiah foolishly shows off the entire royal treasury (which will eventually be carried off into captivity with Judah). Hezekiah's son Manasseh ends up being one of Judah's worst kings. It would seem that Hezekiah missed out on a few crucial points of putting one's house in order.
And I mention this today because I've been pondering this new year that is upon us, deciding what to do with my time, my thoughts, my activities-- what should be changed (chocolate-eating), what should remain the same (writing!), and what needs to be tweaked (I could do with less TV). What in my house needs to be in order for 2011? In a purely literal sense, my house needs some order-- housework is not my favourite activity. I shall add that to the list.
What about you? Do you do New Year resolutions? Do you keep a perfectly tidy house? Did you give a sermon today and now don't wish to talk to me because I ranted a little bit about your job?