A dream bigger than ourselves
Isaiah 65: 17-25 New Ark United Church of Christ, Newark, DE November 16, 2025 Photo of the earth from space, shaped like a heart. When I was in seminary, because of a small inheritance from my grandfather through my father’s estate, I was able to purchase a reliable used car which I needed for my internship at a local church about 15 miles away. I had given my brother the tape deck out of the unreliable junk station wagon I had traded in, in exchange for him installing a pop-up sunroof in my new car. It took the better part of a Saturday morning. I was getting impatient and went outside to check on his progress. I was not prepared for what I saw: a gaping hole in the roof of my car, the missing piece laying on the front lawn, and my brother kneeling on the roof holding a reciprocating saw in his hands. I instantly froze on the back steps to the house, my jaw went slack, and then a string of monosyllabic sounds came pouring out of me. “What? I…that’s…how? When? This…wha...
