They Want Your Soul! [Proper 13C]
The Rev. Jeremiah Williamson Luke 12:13-21 They Want Your Soul! It began as no more than a whisper. It always starts small, doesn’t it? It was like the faintest tapping on a window, on his window, as gentle as the first drops of a light spring shower. So light, in fact, he wasn’t sure it was even really there – maybe it was all in his head – a product of outsized aspirations and a bit too much anxiety. Each evening the man would fall into bed, exhausted from the daily toll his farm demanded. And yet, he was never truly restful. He would lie in bed, half-asleep, half-tossed, sure that each night, as the darkness set in, that whisper grew louder. If courage is the right word for it, he would summon his courage and dare look out his window. And gaze, he would, on the field below. The sandy soil turned to a sea of blackness by the dark sky. In some mysterious way, he sensed that his life, his future, was h...