Author Archives: Avril Hannah-Jones
Sermon: A higher loyalty
Our electoral system is something to be celebrated. Despite this, we as Christians have an even higher loyalty than our loyalty to our democracy. Continue reading
Sermon: Hannah sings a new song
As we remember the anniversary of Kristallnacht and grieve the murder of worshippers at the Tree of Life synagogue we remember that we Christians are the younger sisters and brothers of the Jewish people and we should offer them the love and respect that older siblings deserve. Continue reading
Reflection: The centenary of the Armistice
“War is an ancient imposter, but none of his masks and smiles and gallant trumpets can any longer delude us …” Continue reading
Praying for Melbourne
I have no words for my sadness at yesterday’s attack on Melbourne and particularly the death of Sisto Malaspina. So I offer again the prayer I wrote the last time Bourke Street was attacked. May God be with us all.
Sermon: For all the saints
Living a holy life, again luckily for us, doesn’t mean being dour, stern and strict. For the Prophet Isaiah a life of holiness culminates in end-time feasting; accepting from God a feast of rich food, a feast of well-matured wines, of rich food filled with marrow, of well-matured wines strained clear. Continue reading
Sermon: Don’t accept injustice (Part 3)
The Book of Job is absolutely anti-prosperity gospel. The good are not always rewarded; the bad are not always punished. When people suffer and cry out to God our best response is not to defend God and tell them that God has a plan. Continue reading
Sermon: Don’t accept injustice (Part 2)
Job complains and accuses God of wrongdoing, but he does that because he believes in a God of justice. Continue reading
Sermon: Don’t accept injustice!
The other point I want to make is that Job’s wife is a hero. Continue reading
Sermon: The church is called to pray
In recent years as the horrors of the Royal Commission have educated us about the dangers of the wrong sort of touch we have become a little scared of the right sort of touch. Continue reading
Sermon for Police Remembrance Sunday
If we curse people with the same mouth with which we bless God, we are as weirdly unnatural as a fig tree that grows olives. Continue reading
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