SPECIAL DAY: First Sunday after Christmas
December 28, 1997 - LESSON: Deuteronomy 6:1-13; Luke 2:41-52, NRSV
SERMON TITLE: Home Schooled
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INTRODUCTION:
The Crandells had gone to Woodfield Shopping Center, in Schaumberg. George and Frieda had things they wanted to do. Fourteen year old Jerry didn't want to go with either of them. He was a responsible boy, so Dad gave him some spending money. They decided that they would meet next to the central information counter at 4:45 p.m. This would give them time to get ready for dinner at the Filling Station. Jerry really liked the large burgers and the great fries.
4:45 p.m. came and George and Frieda were waiting at the agreed upon place, but where was Jerry? George! Have you seen Jerry? He should have been here by now. You could hear the anxiety in Frieda's voice. They waited a few more minutes, searching anxiously for a familiar face in the strangers that passed them.
What were the Crandell's to do? Woodfield is a huge place. They approached the information center and asked if the person would be willing to page their son. Soon the announcement was heard, "Would Jerry Crandell please join your parents at the information center." Some time passed and no Jerry. Would the helpful person try again? The second time the announcement went out over the P.A. system.
George and Frieda were beginning to show some signs of panic. No matter how cool and calm they tried to be strange thoughts of danger or disaster filtered into their minds. Thoughts that they didn't even dare to express to one another. What could Jerry have been thinking, where could he be?
Dad had one small inspiration. "Frieda you wait here, I want to go and see if I can find Jerry. As Dad got close to the place he had in mind, he could hear the beeps and dings, the roar of motors, the forced grunts of individuals in mortal combat. Looking in the space, dad saw Jerry busy, playing a video game. He gently tapped Jerry on the shoulder, the strain of the last few minutes clearly seen in his face. With a sigh of relief, he said, "Let's go, its time for dinner." "But Dad," exclaimed Jerry, "Look at my score." I have got more points than anyone else. "Great," replied Dad, "Come along, your mother is very worried. You know you are very late." "Didn't you hear the announcement of the PA system." Who could hear anything over the noise of the games at that Aladdin's Castle.
Jerry was sorry. He had gotten so involved in a game that he forgot all about the time and his promise. They hurried to where mother was waiting. As the story unfolded her anger grew, "What do you mean putting us through an experience like this?" "Why didn't you stop and think how we might be feeling." "I'm sorry mom, I'm sorry, Can we go and get dinner now." It would be a while before things cooled down and returned to normal. At least the food was good.
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