For those that asked for the sermon I delivered to St. John the Evangelist this past weekend, it's below. This particular Sunday was also Mother's Day in the United Kingdom so if the imagery is a bit focused on that you will understand why (I stand by the imagery, regardless of the holiday- but it is drawn out a bit more for the occasion). And in good high church fashion, I preached from the lectionary texts for the day: Many thanks to my dear friend Meredith for not only coming to the service, but taking this picture Numbers 21:4-9 Psalm 107:1-3, 17-22 Ephesians 2:1-10 John 3:14-21 It’s Mothering Sunday and it seems only right that we come to the Old Testament in the Book of Numbers and the children of God are being, a bit childish and petulant. Numbers has always felt like it was written by someone who had recently traveled with small children because Israel complains a lot. The food is never right. The journey is taking too long. Someone is always being mean. T