Sermones del Día de la Ascensión

In the Rural County…, Ascension Day – 2006

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In the rural county of Norfolk, England, there is a town known as Little Walsingham. Inside the town’s church, there are a number of altars — one of them dedicated to the Feast of the Ascension. It’s an unremarkable shrine, just a small table and few candles, but above it is a sculpture of clouds,…

What A Difference…, Ascension Day – 2003

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“While he was blessing them, he withdrew from them and was carried up into heaven. And they worshiped him and returned to Jerusalem with great joy.” What a difference a few weeks can make. Here we see the disciples reacting to Jesus’ Ascension with celebration and joy, whereas after the crucifixion, they had scattered in…

Why Do You Stand Looking Into Heaven?, Ascension Day – 2000

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“Why do you stand looking into heaven?” ask two men dressed in white robes. Indeed, why do we stand looking into heaven? And where should we be looking? A few years ago with the fly-by of Comet Hale-Bopp, and the recent last eclipse of the millenium, people in record numbers were out looking into heaven….

His Power: Our Heart and Our Mind, Ascension Day – 1998

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Collect:Grant we pray, Almighty God, that as we believe your only-begotten Son, our Lord Jesus Christ to have ascended into heaven, so we may also with heart and mind there ascend, and with him continually dwell; who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, for ever and ever. Amen. “Wait in…

It’s Always A Little Surprising…, Ascension Day – 1997

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…as they were looking on, he was lifted up, and a cloud took him from their sight… ACTS 1:9 It’s always a little surprising, the kinds of questions people ask. You know, there’s something I’ve always wondered about and you’re the one who can tell me the answer: Does it say in the Bible that…

Where Did He Go?, Ascension Day – 1996

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Where did he go, the broken body, the strapping thirty year-old, where did he go, my love, the crucified, the friend who ate with us at dawn by the lake? Peer into the clouds, scan the stratosphere; you must find him and bring him back, we cannot live without this glorious body. For in him…

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