Feast of Pentecost
SERMON FOR PENTECOST [A] Imagine yourself as Hercules. You’re a superstar, but you’re not immortal. You associate with those who do have a claim on immortality. You make your case, and soon you find yourself being presented with an ultimatum: accomplish these twelve assigned labors, and your wish will be granted. It’s agreed upon, and so you get right to work. You’re breezing along, at least initially. If the task involves strength or fighting ability, you’re more than up for the challenge. However, your fifth labor will require a domestic touch: the stables belonging to Augeus are due for a thorough cleaning. It’s explained to you that three thousand oversized oxen are housed within these stables. And it’s been thirty years since any sanitation efforts have been carried out. The impulse is to refuse. It’s out of the question!! I can’t be seen doing that!! I’m on my way to becoming immortal!! As far as you are concerned, this is too much to ask. It’s too tedious, too humil...