I am an author whose work you probably know pretty well - I wrote the Gospel that you call “the Gospel of Luke”, AND I wrote an early history of the church that you call “The Acts of the Apostles”, or often just “the book of Acts”.
You will notice in the book of Acts that some of the time I write to you about what some of the other disciples did, that I heard about from them, and sometimes I write about things I saw and participated in myself.
Jesus has been empowered by his baptism, or by the experience of his baptism, and it is really time to start his ministry.
He returns to Galilee and on to Nazareth where he had grown up. There, he goes to the synagogue, the place for worship and religious instruction. He clearly appears to be a teacher - so on this day, the Sabbath, it is time for worship. He does not choose the scripture - the scroll of Isaiah is handed to him.
We spend a fair bit of time on endings.
Graduations - and if we want to spin that, and say it is really about stepping forward into a larger world, remember the French expression: balle des finisants - it is clearly about ending
There is no such celebration when one starts school, beyond perhaps a special breakfast or supper with the family.
Prepare the way of the Lord, make his paths straight.
In 2007 I was invited by the West Island Women’s Centre to speak at their vigil held on December 6 of each year. This vigil focusses on the massacre of the 14 women at the École Polytechnique, an event that has led to the creation of this day, the National Day of Remembrance and Action on Violence against Women.
I, as a man, asked to speak at this event: I accepted the invitation with many qualms. Here is what I said on this day in 2007.
Jesus did not want everyone to know where he and his close followers were, because he needed a bit of time to teach them.
As he walked on from Galilee, with his eyes on the potholes and ruts in the dirt of the road ahead, his mind had a different vision: a clamouring crowd calling for his crucifixion; and a hill with a cross.