Psalm 68: 1-10, 33-36
1 Peter 4:12-14; 5:6-11
Two churches in Moscow. One Baptist, one Orthodox. One buried in an inner-city neighborhood, one sitting out in a muddy suburb. Neither one with any exterior beauty. Yet both are indelible chapters in my faith story.
As an American Protestant chaplain, I was a guest at the Baptist church many times. On one of my first visits I attended a small midmorning prayer service for the pastors and other staff. At one point they turned to me and asked me to preach on the text which had just been read. For a manuscript preacher it was a homiletic free fall. The memory of it still dampens my palms.
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