Mount Calvary Sermons

SEVENTH SUNDAY OF EASTER 2016 ACTS 16:16-34 Three years ago when I toured California with my son Rob, we drove one Sunday afternoon through King's Canyon and Sequoia National Parks. We were leaving this stunning cathedral of natural beauty, heading down a steep hill, through the woods, when my eye was caught by a sign at the side of the road, so small I almost missed it. And it filled me with fear. 'San Andreas Fault' it read, and just to prove it there was an arrow pointing to a line, beneath which lay this subterranean cause of my anxiety. My initial reaction was to inhale sharply and hold my breath, fearing that exhaling would destroy California. I wanted to slam on the breaks, stop the engine, and tell Rob to get out. Then I imagined one of us lifting the front of the rental car and the other raising the rear and tiptoeing ever so silently over the Fault line in case we disturbed a continental plate and unleashed carnage. It was only a Fiat 500, so it wasn't out of the question. Instead I screamed, "Rob.