Mount Calvary Sermons

SEVENTH SUNDAY OF EASTER 2015 JOHN 17:6-19 Well I want to tell you all this morning that my work here is done. There’s nothing left to do. I’ve been ordained now 22 years, been a priest for 21 of them, I’ve served in four dioceses in two provinces of the Anglican Communion, and I can now retire. My work is finished. That’s because last Tuesday Melanie invited me to Pizza Club. Nothing remarkable about that, I often find my way downstairs when the aroma of that Italian delicacy has just wafted upstairs. No, Tuesday was unusual because I was there on a mission. I was there to teach. Not the Bible, or some simple theology, but an ancient art form. A craft many hundreds of years old that sits atop the list of mankind’s greatest cultural accomplishments, the very pinnacle of all that is good and true and noble in human endeavor. I was probably one of the most qualified people in all of Pennsylvania to teach this art form, as the first ever written reference to this noble pursuit was o