Telling Stories Of Love

Hi friends!  I can’t believe May begins this week!  I am not really sure where the week went.

Even though it was the week after Easter and most of my friends were preaching Doubting Thomas, we were back in the Year of Mark this morning, actually beginning the Passion Narrative (which, yes, felt like 5 giant steps backwards considering we celebrated the resurrection last week, but also I am looking at it as a great way to get a resurrection do-over – ha!).

This sermon reflects on The Year of Mark and then talks about the stories we are telling and reinforcing in our lives.  I think sometimes we are inclined to focus on the negative, but if we look there are really amazing and grace-filled things happening in our lives!

Enjoy …


Sarah Weaver
Rehoboth Congregational Church
Rehoboth, MA
April 28, 2019

Mark 14:1-9

Telling Stories Of Love

I have two things that I want to mention that are related to the Year of Mark and not specifically to this morning’s scripture reading before we get into this story about the woman anointing Jesus at Bethany.

The first is an observation about Holy Week – something that happened to me that I was not expecting.

I took it more personally this year.

Hearing the Passion Narrative – the story of the trial and the death and the burial of Jesus – was harder for me this year than it ever has been before.

I have been reflecting on this a lot over the past week or so and the conclusion I have drawn is that my feelings of discomfort have a lot to do with the Year of Mark – and not in a bad way, either! But for the past almost ten months, with the exception of a few weeks here or there, I have done nothing but preach about Jesus.

And I realize how ridiculous that sounds, because I am a Christian pastor and, after all, isn’t that what I am supposed to be doing?  But up until last July, I primarily followed the Revised Common Lectionary, which meant that every Sunday I had the option of preaching something out of the Old Testament, the Book of Psalms, the letters in the New Testament or the Gospels. And this meant that while sometimes I was preaching specifically about Jesus, other times I was talking more broadly about our faith and how it relates to other parts of the bible.

But we have been in the Gospel of Mark for almost ten months.  For ten months we have looked deeply at every piece of the Jesus story.  We have walked through his baptism, his healings and his teachings.  We have confused ourselves with his parables and bore witness to his miracles.  We have tackled some of the more challenging stories, ones that – truth be told – I would have likely avoided if they had come up in the lectionary (Jesus’ teaching on divorce and the demonic pigs comes to mind).

For almost a year, the Gospel has not been just been a passive fragment of my job, but an intimate part of my weekly routine – of our weekly worship services here at the Rehoboth Congregational Church.

And so it was hard to hear the story of Jesus’ death.

Because it felt very personal.

But here’s the thing – it should feel personal. As Christians seeking to live out the Gospel in our lives today, we should take that story personally.  It is, after all, the whole reason that we gather in the first place; the reason that we needed Jesus to walk on this earth in human form.

Which leads me to the second thing I want to mention before we get to the anointing of Jesus.  As strange as this seems – because we just celebrated Easter and proclaimed the good news of Christ’s resurrection – this week we are beginning the Passion Narrative in the Gospel of Mark.  From now until July 14th, we will hear the story of Jesus’ last moments on earth – the last supper, Judas’ betrayal, Peter’s denial, Jesus’ trial, Jesus crucifixion and the resurrection.

For many of you – if you have never attended our Maundy Thursday Worship & Service of Tenebrae – these may be stories you have never heard before.  And I won’t sugar coat it – some of them may be hard to hear.

But it is so important that we read them, that we talk about them and that we sit with the discomfort or the sadness that they may make us feel.  Because it is such a powerful reflection of the human condition, of the imperfections of who we are, as human beings; of the struggles we face and the burdens we bear.

After all, we cannot walk away from the hard stuff in our lives.

It is important to read these stories because, as human beings living in this world, we know that life is not always going to be perfect.  We know that we will face trials and adversity.  We know that we will feel pain and sorrow.  We know that there will be moments in our lives when will have to carry burdens that feel too heavy for us to bear.

But it is in this safe space that we create here in worship that we not only hear these hard stories, but also are reminded of the hope that grounds our faith – that resurrection is real, that love wins and that God is always with us.

Our spring all-church-read is called, Inspired: Slaying Giants, Walking on Water, and Loving the Bible Again by Rachel Held Evans.  She talks about the complicated nature of the bible and why we should lean into its complexities, rather than disregard it all together.

The Bible reflects the complexity and the diversity of the human experience, with all its joys and sorrows.

While we may wish for a clear, perspicuous text, that’s not what God gave us. Instead, God gave us a cacophony of voices and perspectives, all in conversation with one another, representing the breadth and depth of the human experience in all its complexities and contradictions.[1]

The Passion Narrative is complicated; but it is also such a richly defining moment of our faith.

At the beginning of Lent, I preached about my unfortunate affection for The Bachelor and how I love to read spoilers so I know what is going to happen before it actually happens.  I related this to Lent and to the Passion Narrative because, even though we know how the story is going to end, we still should allow ourselves to get caught up in the drama of it all.  And so this morning, as we prepare to finish the Year of Mark and preach through the Passion Narrative, I once again invite you to get caught up in the drama of this story.  Allow yourself to feel the complicated feelings that go along with hearing about people denying, betraying and killing Jesus.  Know that you are not alone and that, at the end of this experience, we will be reminded once that resurrection is real, that love wins and that God is always with us.

And here is my promise to you – I am going to keep it as light as possible for the next 11 weeks.  As we read this heavy story in worship over, we will sing our favorite hymns (hymns that will likely have little to do with the scriptures, themselves but that make us smile so if you have any requests, send them my way!), our prayers will be uplifting and our children’s sermons will focus on how we shine God’s light and share God’s love in the world.

So it won’t all be hard – I promise.

Let’s talk about this morning’s text.

Jesus is in Jerusalem.  In the 11thchapter of Mark, Jesus triumphantly arrived in Jerusalem on a donkey to shouts of, “Hosanna!” as crowds enthusiastically laid down a path of palm branches and cloaks for him.  He cleansed the temple – this was the story where he walked into the temple, which had turned into a marketplace, and he turned over tables and drove people out who were selling things.

In the 12thchapter of Mark, Jesus was immediately questioned about things like paying taxes, the resurrection and what the greatest commandment was (which was, of course, to love God and then love people).  Jesus denounced the scribes and then lifted up a poor widow, who did not have much to give, but donated all she had to the offering at the temple.

Then came the mini apocalypse in the 13th chapter, where we saw a different side of Jesus and he foretold the destruction of the temple.

And so now here we are.  The chief priests are the scribes are unhappy with Jesus, although, when we recap what brought us to this point, we kind of understand why they are so unhappy with Jesus.  He is not only challenging their authority, but also has a growing crowd of followers who are bearing witness to these challenges and to the message and ministry of Jesus, which has the potential to threaten their authority and their power.

Two days before the Passover, Jesus is in a place called Bethany in the house of a leper named Simon.  While he is there, a woman comes in with a jar of expensive ointment, which she pours on Jesus’ head as an anointing.  The other people who are in the house become very angry, because of how expensive the ointment is; they feel that the woman should have sold the ointment and given the money to the poor instead of wasting it on Jesus.

And Jesus responds:

Leave her alone; why do you trouble her?  She has performed a good service for me.  For you always have the poor with you, and you can show kindness to them whenever you wish; but you will not always have me.  She has done what she could; she has anointed my body beforehand for its burial.  Truly I tell you, wherever the good news is proclaimed in the whole world, what she has done will be told in remembrance of her.[2]

Here is the ironic thing about what Jesus says here. “Truly I tell you, wherever the good news is proclaimed in the world, what she has done will be told in remembrance of her.  Jesus says, “In remembrance of her,” and yet, we know very little about this woman.  We do not know her name.  We do not know why she is at Simon’s house – if she came alone or if she came with a husband or if she even has a husband.  We do not know how she afforded such an expensive bottle of ointment in the first place.  We do not even know why she anointed Jesus.

And here is how scripture, like Rachel Held Evans says in her book, Inspired, reflects the complexity and the diversity of the human experience. Because in this story, what is the focus?  The fact that the chief priests and the scribes are plotting to kill Jesus and the fact that people are angry that the woman is wasting this expensive perfume. That takes up eight verses of this nine-verse passage.

There is only one verse talking about the fact that this unnamed woman is honorably and lovingly anointing Jesus.

But how often does that happen in our world today? We never hear about the good stuff – that hardly makes headlines.

We hear about the conflicts.  The drama.  The news that elicits feelings of fear and anger.

The stories that are the most compelling and inspiring and have the ability to really make people believe that a better world is possible often are not the stories that are told.

And yet, they are there.  Here in scripture, in the middle of angry people and powerful authorities plotting to kill Jesus, is a woman giving of herself, laying hands on Jesus and blessing him for the journey ahead.

We need to find these stories in our lives today. These are the stories that we need to tell.

I want to tell you about this year’s Easter Egg Hunt.

It was raining, so we had to move the event indoors, which was not ideal.  Parking was an issue, as always.  We hired a face painter, who was incredibly talented, but took 5-10 minutes with each child and ended up having to stay almost two hours longer than we originally anticipated.

There were so many children, parents and grandparents that I am fairly certain we broke several fire codes in Fellowship Hall. And, even though we tried to control the initial burst of people as much as possible, we still had a rush of kids in the front collect most of the eggs and some of the kids in the back did not get any eggs.

Allison got yelled at by some angry parents of children who did not get eggs.  And Bruce, who had tried to block off the handicap-accessible pew to contain our toddlers, got pushed to the side by a mom who let her kid run in and take the eggs.

It would be easy for me to end the story there – to leave you with that dramatic image and perhaps even elicit some sympathy for Allison and me.

And yet, embedded into the chaos of this morning is another story.  It is the story of our RCC kids – kids who come to this church and, week after week, are taught lessons from the bible and encouraged to live these lessons out through service to others – who saw that some kids did not get any eggs and gave some of theirs back so that everyone could go home with something.

These are the stories that we need to tell. Like the woman who gently blessed Jesus with ointment amidst threats and anger, embedded into the chaos of our world, there are stories; stories where God’s love is shared and hope is found.

When we read this story it is tempting to focus on the negative things – emphasizing the plots to kill Jesus or nitpicking what this woman should have done with her expensive oil.

But if we did that, we would be reinforcing the narrative of negativity and that is not what the Gospel is all about!  The Gospel is about love; it is about sharing God’s love with the world.  It is about shining light into this world and remembering that we are people of the resurrection.  It is about finding and telling the stories that give us hope, not the ones that elicit drama, create conflict and cause us to question the goodness of human kind.

And so I invite you all to spend the week finding these stories.  Find the stories, even if they seem insignificant, that put a smile on your face, that strengthen your faith and that make you think the world is going to be okay.  Find the stories where people bless Jesus and share God’s love with others.  Find the stories of compassion, of hope and of kindness. Find the stories that shine light onto the complexities and the diversities of the human experience

And then tell those stories.

Because when we do this love will win – over and over and over again.

Thanks be to God!

[1]Inspired: Slaying Giants, Walking on Water, and Loving the Bible Again © 2018 by Rachel Held Evans. Published in Nashville, Tennessee, by Nelson Books, an imprint of Thomas Nelson, Nelson Book and Thomas Nelson are registered trademarks of HarperCollins Christian Publishing, Inc. Pgs. 99 &103.
[2]Mark 14:6-9, NRSV

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Small Town Disciples In A Really Big World

Hi Friends!  Posting this quickly before Palm Sunday is completely irrelevant.  We were, of course, in the Gospel of Mark.



Sarah Weaver
Rehoboth Congregational Church
Rehoboth, MA
April 14, 2019

Mark 11:1-33

Small-Town Disciples In A Really Big World

When Bruce and I moved to Atlanta, we were 21 and 22 years old.  We had both grown up in small towns in the northeast part of the country.  I had been to Atlanta a grand total of three times before we moved there – once for a conference, once to visit Emory and once to find an apartment – and Bruce had never been there.

We drove into the city around noon; there was not a cloud in the sky that day, so the sun was beating down on our cars and I think it might have been 112° degrees.  We were coming down I85 and as we approached the interchange between that and I285, the traffic was insane; cars were crossing four lines of traffic in one fell swoop, driving 90 mph in the left hand lane and merging without really paying attention to who was already on the road.

It was insane.  Now looking back, those was normal Atlanta road conditions that we eventually acclimated to, but, at the time, we were these two small town northerners. Even though we knew what we were getting ourselves into when we had made the decision to move down there, it was almost as if in that moment, we realized just how different life was going to be from what we were accustomed to.

We were in separate cars, so I remember Bruce called me and said, “Oh my gosh, we live in a city now!” and there was this combination of excitement and fear and bewilderment in his voice.

I have to think that the disciples might have had similar emotions as they approached Jerusalem with Jesus.  Think about it – these were Galilean fisherman, not big city guys.  This was all new to them – the pace of life, the size of the buildings, the sheer number of people.

Because of where we are in the Year of Mark, we are actually jumping back two chapters to this narrative of Jesus’ triumphal entry into Jerusalem for Palm Sunday; but what this means is that we already have a little bit of a taste of what happens once they get there.  Last week when I preached on the mini apocalypse and the destruction of the temple, one of the things that actually made me think about Bruce and me moving to Atlanta was when Jesus came out of the temple and the disciples said, “Look, Teacher, what large stones and what large buildings!” They had to have been overwhelmed, at least on some level, by the world they had just entered.

And, even more than that, the Jesus that they have known up until this point is not necessarily the Jesus they are seeing and experiencing once they get to Jerusalem.  The Jesus they knew when they were first traveling around to the different villages along the Sea of Galilee was a teacher and a healer.  He performed miracles, feeding thousands of people using mere morsels of bread and fish and calmed raging seas during a bad storm.  He blessed the vulnerable and often retreated alone to pray.

But now Jesus is in Jerusalem.  And once he gets there, curses a fig tree and then he walks into the temple and starts throwing things around.

This is a side of Jesus that the disciples have not seen before.

Can you imagine what they are feeling right now? They are in a big new city, surrounded by sights and sounds they have probably never seen or heard.  And their teacher – Jesus, the man who called them away from their fishing boats (their families, their livelihoods, the only lives they had ever known) – is in the temple knocking over tables and driving people out.

I can only imagine that, in this moment, the disciples realized just how big Jesus was; that this ministry that he had called them into was so much greater than they could ever comprehend.

The stakes were high.

And yet, he still needed them.  He still needed them to be faithful; to follow him and to learn as much as they could from him.  He still needed them to bear witness to the Gospel; to heal others and to preach and teach in his name.  He still needed them to gather around a table and break bread together.  He still needed them to study scripture, but also to remember that, out of everything, the greatest commandment is to love God and love people.  He still needed them to proclaim this message of grace and redemption that he knew was going to change the world.

And I have to believe that the same is true today.

I had a different point that I was going to make today, but while I was working on my sermon yesterday, I got an alert from CNN.  The headline read:  “There are now as many Americans who claim no religion as there are evangelicals and Catholics, a survey finds.”

The article – which cites an analysis by a man who is a pollical scientist out of Eastern Illinois University and a Baptist pastor and says that 23.1% of Americans now claim no religion – reminded me that the stakes are just as high today as they were when Jesus entered a Jerusalem 2,000 years ago.

People are turning away from religion because they find it irrelevant, unnecessary and contradictory and, in some cases, judgmental and hate-filled.  They do not see the value in it; they do not understand the capacity it has to transform their lives or change the world for the better.  They find community in other places and try to do good by supporting secular organizations that align with their principles.

And I am not judging people who choose to live their lives differently than me, because I do understand people’s reasoning for either turning away from religion or not making church a priority in their lives.

But it does make me sad to think that this all could be slipping away.

We have to tell this story.  It is our responsibility to make sure the Gospel of Jesus Christ is passed on to the next generation.

The task at hand is not a small one.  Just like the disciples, the ministry that we have been called into is so much greater than we may ever comprehend.

And yet, just like the disciples, Jesus still needs us today.  He needs us to be faithful; to follow him and to learn as much as we can, no matter where we are on our journey through life.  He needs us to bear witness to the Gospel; to heal others and to preach and teach in his name.  He needs us to gather around a table and break bread together.  He needs us to study scripture, but also to remember that, out of everything, the greatest commandment is to love God and love people. He needs us to proclaim this message of grace and redemption that we know changed the world still has the capacity to change it even more.

On this Palm Sunday, I invite you to feel that excitement and fear and bewilderment of small-town disciples in a really big world.  Do not be overwhelmed by what we have to do, but also take the call seriously.

Holy Week is upon us; and the really cool part about Holy Week and Easter is that it is the only time during the Christian year that we get to live out the story in real time.  On Thursday evening, at our Maundy Thursday Worship & Service of Tenebrae, we will hear the story of Jesus’ crucifixion.

And then, just like they did 2,000 years ago, we will wait.

We will wait for the women to discover that the tomb is empty.  We will wait for the sun to rise and for light to shine on Easter morning.  We will wait for resurrection.  We will wait for the reminder that love always, always, ALWAYS wins.

I think sometimes we gather for worship or as a community and think we are just some small, country church.  But we are not.  We are part of something so much bigger.  And God is using us – and will continue to use us – to spread the Gospel, even if it is overwhelming at times.

The task is great, friends,  But God is greater.

Thanks be to God!

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Finding Grace And Meaning In The Midst Of Chaos

Here is my sermon from Sunday! I can honestly say that I don’t think I have ever preached on this text. It’s dark and challenging and a little but scary – but also has SO much to teach us!

Also – if anyone has any suggestions for how to brew good church coffee – email or DM me! I haven’t given up yet – ha!

Enjoy …


Sarah Weaver
Rehoboth Congregational Church
Rehoboth, MA
April 7, 2019

Mark 13

Finding Grace And Meaning In The Midst Of Chaos

Last week during my sermon I mentioned that this week we would be looking at the apocalyptic narrative in Mark 13, but I did not know, at the time, that in a matter of mere minutes, we would be experiencing our own version of the apocalypse right here at the Rehoboth Congregational Church.

I don’t know if y’all heard, but we ran out of coffee at Fellowship last week.


 I know.

Before I get into the apocalypse, let me first explain the thing with the coffee.  There is a running joke in most churches – not just ours – about bad church coffee. Even if the coffee isn’t actually bad, you still joke about bad church coffee.

Bruce actually has a friend in Pennsylvania who has a coffee roasting company because of bad church coffee.  He and his friends were drinking coffee after church one day talking about how terrible it was and he thought to himself, maybe I could roast better coffee.  And he did; and his experiment grew and now he has a side roasting business.

As a preacher, I am tempted to think that this whole bad coffee thing started because the pastor wanted to make sure people had something to complain about other than the sermon.  But as a coffee enthusiast, I think it is more likely that it is just hard to brew really good coffee in large batches with minimal effort.

We have been talking a lot about hospitality lately – how we can create a welcoming and enjoyable experience for our members and also for guests who are worshipping with us for the first time. The subject of coffee has come up several times and a small group of us – myself included – have been brainstorming ways to up our coffee game, so to speak.  After all, who wouldn’t want to be known as the church with reallygoodcoffee?

We have been experimenting with different roasts, grinds and brewing techniques.  We used endowment funds to purchase a new coffee maker in the hopes that might help.  I have tasted a lot of coffee over the past couple of weeks (and have subsequently been wound up more than usual.  We have tried good coffee, bad coffee and – apparently for some people last weekend – no coffee at all).

So clearly we are still trying to figure it out. But the conclusion that I have drawn – after many lengthy discussions with people here, a few conversations with colleagues in other churches and more coffee than I should probably consume in a lifetime – is that nothing can bring down a church quite like a debate over coffee.

Because I was talking to three other colleagues who have active coffee conflicts in their churches right now.

(And yes, I realize how ridiculous that sounds.)

Speaking of bringing churches down, this morning we start with Jesus foretelling the destruction of the temple.

We will get back to the coffee in a minute (let’s let the topic percolate for a minute).

We read a very lengthy passage from the Gospel of Mark this morning – the entire 13thchapter.  This chapter is often referred to as “The Little Apocalypse.” This chapter separates the Gospel Narrative, which concluded at the end of chapter 12, from the Passion Narrative, which begins in chapter 14.

This chapter has a lot of the “whoa” factor going on; Jesus’ tone is completely different from what we are used to.  It is unsettling and scary.  Over the years, Christian alarmists have used this chapter to invoke fear in people when they talk about salvation.[1]

The important thing to remember, however, is that this chapter is talking about a transition; a transition between the world as it is and the world as it will be when Jesus is no longer physically there. Jesus, knowing what is about to happen (remember he foretold his death three times in the Gospel of Mark) talks about what it will take for the disciples to be sustained for ministry after Jesus is gone; how they will witness to the hope of God’s love in the midst of the chaos of the world.

Jesus says, “When you hear of wars and rumors of wars, do not be alarmed.”[2]  In other words – do not be afraid.  God will still be with you, God’s love will be more powerful than any conflict, fear or violence you may face.  You will be an agent of hope, an instrument of peace.  You will shine God’s light into this world, even when the darkness I am describing threatens to overcome it.

I think – despite its somewhat terrifying apocalyptic language – this passage actually has a lot to teach us about doing church.  Because it is not always easy, right?  You put 200+ people together who have different beliefs, work ethics and passions and then authorize those people to govern themselves amidst the imperfections and the chaos of the world and sometimes stones come crashing down.

It is not easy to do what we do, here at the church.  We are not on the brink of an apocalypse or anything, but I do think, over the past few years, we have experienced – and are continuing to experience – transitions of our own.

We have a new governance structure and in the process of writing new bylaws for our institution.

We sold our parsonage and now have a new financial obligation to my housing allowance.

We are re-branding with a new logo, building a new website and shifting how we use our social media presence.

We are trying to re-embrace our congregational polity and empower all of our members to take initiatives and be leaders within our community – even though sometimes that means giving up control.

And I am not saying, “Brother will betray brother to death, and a father his child, and children will rise against their parents”[3]over a cup of coffee, but I am saying that it is not always easy to do church.  We are trying to find grace and meaning in the midst of a chaotic world, a world that sometimes feels like the world Jesus describes in the 13th chapter of Mark and sometimes this can be a daunting task.

But remember what Jesus says:  “Do not be alarmed.”[4]

This is an unsettling passage of scripture.  The disciples must have been terrified when Jesus first said these words.

But remember that we are reading it as people of the resurrection.  We know how this story is going to end.  Despite the darkness that Jesus is talking about, we can still see the light. Despite the destruction, the persecution, the desolating sacrilege that Jesus is describing, we know that at the end of all this, God’s love will win.

And so despite any challenges we may face as we seek to dochurch together, we are called, as people of the resurrection, to believe in the power of that love.

Monday marked my eight-year anniversary as pastor of the Rehoboth Congregational Church.

Eight years of doing church.

Eight years of shining light into the darkness of this world.

Eight years of being the church in the village, the Body of Christ.

Eight years of worship services, bible studies, suppers, fundraisers and community events.

Eight years of delivering meals and prayer shawls, showing up and being present when our people need us most.

Eight years of mistakes and frustrations, but also successes and joys.

Eight years of discernment about who we are – and who God is calling us to be.

Has it been perfect?  No.  We are human. It is never perfect.  But has it been grace-filled?  Yes.

And, just like it will in this story (because, remember, as people of the resurrection, we read this “Mini Apocalypse” knowing how the story is going to end), love has won – over and over and over again.

I am being very honest when I say that, in my eight years here, I have never felt the kind of enthusiasm and passion and excitement for the church than I do right now.

Now, it might be all the coffee I am drinking (or all the toddlers running around!), but I also think that the Spirit is moving and that, together, we are heeding the call of Jesus to, “keep awake.”  We are being intentional about everything that we do.  We are listening to God speak to us, feeling God’s presence among us and watching God at work in our lives and at this church.  We are heading the call of the Greatest Commandment to love God and love one another. In the midst of a chaotic and sometimes scary world, we are the sharing the Good News of God’s love with the people in our community and it is a privilege and an honor to be part of.

It was kind of odd to reflect on the destruction of the temple and the apocalypse this week and also simultaneously reflect on my eight years of ministry here at the church – because the hope is that we are moving in the opposite direction, right?  But it also kind of reminded me of what we are up against – of just how challenging the work we are called to do is.

But we are up for it.

Thank you, friends, for another amazing year. Today, as we read this passage and acknowledge the brokenness of our world, I also do want to celebrate the work that we are doing – the meal trains, Missions projects, book discussions, bible studies, after-worship reflections, children and youth programs, flower arrangements, choir and special music, hospitality and – yes – even the quest for the perfect cup of church coffee, which I have not given up on yet.

Because I believe this work – this work that we do here, doing church – literally has the capacity to change people’s lives.

I am so grateful to be here.

Thanks be to God!

[1]Feasting on the Gospels: a feasting on the WordTM commentary / Cynthia A. Jarvis and E. Elizbaeth Johnson, general editors. Page398.
[2]Mark 13:7, NRSV
[3]Mark 13:12, NRSV
[4]Mark 13:7, NRSV

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