Sermon for The First Sunday after Trinity, 2026
- Jun 7
- 1 min read
Beloved, Lazarus was carried; he had always been carried. And so have you.
Consider how you came here, to the very gate of heaven. You came to the holy Font. If you were carried there as an infant, as many of you were, then you know the carrying was literal: someone bore you in their arms to the water and the Word. Your parents, grandparents; your sponsors: those who loved you, brought you, unable as you were to walk or speak for yourself, unable to confess or choose or contribute a single thing to what happened there. They carried you. If you came later, as an adult, you walked on your own two feet; yet something arranged that walk: a word spoken at the right moment, a way made plain though you weren’t looking for one. You did not bring it about on your own, and you know it. The carrying was no less real. For the Holy Spirit had been at work before any of it, calling, gathering, and enlightening you, so that you arrived here, by way of the Font, the way Lazarus arrived at Abraham’s bosom: borne by what you neither perceived nor could have brought about yourself; borne, rather, by grace.
Readings:
Old Testament: Genesis 15:1-6
Epistle: 1 John 4:16-21
Holy Gospel: Luke 16:19-31
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