Sunday Homily for June 24, 2018, Birth of John the Baptist, B cycle
Welcome in, Tori, so nice to see you.
Readings:
Isaiah 49, 1-6, The Lord called me from birth. (good ole Isaiah)
Psalm 139, I praise you for I am wonderfully made. (beautiful)
Acts 13,22-26 To us this word of salvation has been sent.
Like 1 57-66 80, When the time came for Elizabeth to have her child she gave birth to a son.
Welcome, Everyone. What a team!
Isaiah observations:
What: The passage is another from Isaiah 2, the best of the 3 parts
Our selection: Another beautiful passage about a bright future.
Emma at work as our special candle lighter of the week.
Happy 50th Anniversary, Bill Hammond
Because it is Bill Hammond’s 50th Anniversary with Patty and because Bill is one of my best friends, I get to talk about him this morning.
I do not even remember when it was that I began to hang out with Bill. It seems like ages ago. I do remember clearly, however, an event that changed my life. The HHH, Hotter ‘N Hell Hundred. The infamous bike ride out of & around the area of Wichita Falls, the last Saturday of August.
Georgie reading The Blessing of the Candles.
I remember Bill calling and inviting me. I told him I would think about it. He said that he had everything I would need, even a bike. I informed Rosemary, which was a mistake. “You have been thinking about this for years. Go!!”
So we end up sleeping on our air mattresses on the grass around a big pavilion at Midwestern State U., where Kevin goes to school right now. My only memory of that night: there was a bar across the RV parking lot and street. It played loud music all night long.
Welcome back, Katie, so nice to hear your beautiful voice again. Even with Ben.
Then the fun began. I got Bill’s extra bike, helmet, and special padded pants. The now famous part: in the dim light of the parking lot I put the pants on backward and rode 20 miles before I turned them around in a port-a-potty.
This even took place probably about 5 years before my hips in 2010. And he is still my friend.
Hi, Zoe, it is so nice to see you and Emma playing again this week.
A second reason why I love Bill is that he is a pest. Just when I think I have a Saturday free from weddings, which I love to do, Bill says, “Hey, John, it is time for Love for Kids.”
Or I get introduced to Bona Responds and Jim Mahar, the service to others mad man. This takes me to Galveston to help after the hurricane and, later, to Little Ax near OK City after the tornado up there. I grieved that I could not go with the team to Dickinson, TX these past weeks.
I always come home from these events a richer person.
The Offertory Team, Ken & Warren, Barbara & Cindy. Thanks, you all.
Finally, as I have already hinted at, Bill is over the edge generous. The bike & equipment, the rides to recovery sites, & the invitation to stay at his condo in Pagosa Springs for camping trips.
This last camping trip he loaned me his extra back pack and tent because mine are worn out. What do I do to show my appreciation? I stuff his back pack so full I rip the fabric right down the middle.
That hand should not be able to be sticking through that back pack.
Thanks, Bill, for being such a good friend, a pest, and so generous.

