Guest Preacher "Journeys"

 
Celebrating the Gifts of Women, March 23 2014

Guest Preachers: Ellie Sterling, Donna Rahmann, Katelynn Fleming

Topic: “Journeys” … women who have been sources of inspiration

1.      Ellie Sterling’s notes from her message …

Carol.  Name means a song of joy.  Born in Pittsburgh PA.  Loved camping in a Hudson hornet. 
Happy childhood.  But at age 5, abused by an uncle and threatened not to tell or he would kill her and her mother. Took solace in conversations with her "living loving Jesus".   Very spiritual at a young age.

At age 7 she read a book on St Maria Goretti who put nutshells in her bed as penance.  Carol had no nutshells so she lined bottle caps on the bed and went to sleep.  Her older, and heavier sister Mary Lou, received a night of torture and Carol was forbidden to do it again!

At 13 she entered the convent of the Benedictine Sisters as she believed she had special work to do.

In her senior year of high school she transferred to The Little Sisters of the Poor. This is where she was trained in working with the elderly and dying.  At the hands of these incredible women of God she learned the art of love and compassion and the skill of being a beggar.

The sisters sent her for LPN training in Cleveland Ohio.  This enabled her to be able to care for others with new knowledge and skills.

Left the convent at age 21 to help her dad after her alcoholic mother was murdered.  This secret was only revealed to Carol at Age 40.  Her Dad had sworn the family to secrecy to protect her. She had been told her mother died of cirrhosis of the liver.  The following year she started in Karate training and competed throughout the East Coast.  At age 25 she moved to NJ And worked as a visiting nurse and later a hyperbaric nurse at St Barnabas Medical Center.  

Her faith continued to be a guiding force in her life.  In the riots in Newark NJ she drove through the gunfire to help the Little Sisters of the Poor so they could get some relief.

She married Gary Bamesberger at age 30.  Two daughters were born and two other pregnancies ended in miscarriage.  Carol loved having her little girls and she spent many hours singing and playing with her babies.

She volunteered at MMH as a chaplain assistant and was recommended for chaplain training. She was trained at Overlook Hospital and Robert Wood Johnson.  Last year Carol was honored for 25 years as a certified chaplain.


For 27 years Carol worked on the frontline in the AIDS epidemic. She was in the first training from CDC for the NY NJ area. She started many programs for families living with AIDS on the East Coast and in Africa. Through the Angel Connection they created: Under Cover angel to get our little ones warm coats; Princess for a day gifted our Moms with a makeover, new clothing, hairdo and a foot massage;   Magical Mystery tours gifted our families with surprise destination events;  Angel food was a way to get healthy food and gift cards; annual holiday hug program which provided over 4000 gifts by direct request, for children in families living with AIDS. These were given directly to the parents or guardians so that they had the honor of gifting their little ones.

None of these things could have been accomplished without the incredible generosity of the volunteers.  Ellie and Charles were often at the forefront of these events giving great hugs and cuddles, super pots of chili, and the guidance of sages by serving on the Board of directors!
 
Today Carol is serving as a member of the Red Cross Disaster Spiritual Care Team.  In this cavity she served in the Alabama, the Super-storm Sandy victims, ten days assisting the victims and families of the Boston Bombings, the Santa Monica College shootings and most recently the people at LAX who were impacted by the shooter.   

Add to all of this major celebrations of life with family, RVing friends, old buddies and new acquaintances across this great country.  A Heinz 57 pickle party, a two story suite at the Parsippany Hilton for Ellie to recover, and a fancy ball to celebrate our people with AIDS.  These are only a few extraordinary moments in life.   Ahhhhh. Sweet bliss!

We are each of us a member of a global family.  We love honor respect and empower each other. Together we have all that we need and there is a constant replenishing of all that we need.  We are celebrators of life... Sharing our joys and our sorrows.  In all of this... Divinely Guided!  One World...one Family  … Ours.  Human.    Kind!

2.      Donna Rahmann’s message …

Good Morning.  My name is Donna Rahmann.

The organization called Presbyterian Women, formerly Church Women United, publishes a magazine called Horizons.  The topics range from stories of faith, issues of peace and justice, and women’s global mission projects.  You are updated regarding their faith in action, how funds are raised, who receives those funds and what goals have been attained with the use of those funds.

Annually, as part of the Presbyterian Women’s Horizons Magazine, an annual Bible study is published.  The focus for 2013 was about Exodus and Deuteronomy and the migration of God’s people from one land, becoming immigrants in another.

I consider this migration a journey.  During their migration, God’s people were in limbo, so to speak.  They most likely anticipated a new land filled with fertile soil and an amply supply of clean water for themselves and their livestock.  They had to trust God to lead them to the Promised land.

Have you ever been limbo during your life?  --In between employment, waiting for the promise of employment, or even the day of retirement - the day of graduation, of acceptance into your first choice of college, in limbo in a relationship, waiting for the birth of a child, or for some semblance of change – a new life.  During that time of being in limbo, were you unsure of where you belonged?

God nurtures us during this time of not being sure where we belong, or where we are headed.  He nurtured His people with the hope of a new home, a place where they would belong and finally receive the fulfillment of His promise, His covenant.

During the Lenten season, some Christian groups “give up” something.  I would like to, however, concentrate on the “not giving up” of something, or “not giving up on someone”.

I had a time in my life when I was in limbo, of no longer feeling a sense of belonging.  It was during this time that I was being nurtured and guided back to where God wanted me to be.  I had someone who would be my compass, who walked beside me on my faith journey, someone who would, was and pretty much still is walking beside me.

So, I would like to introduce you to my dear friend, Lisa Gray.  Lisa and I have been friends for over 20 years.  She first knew me as the mom holding the then little Henry Rahmann, IV, who wanted to partake of my communion elements during a service at Long Valley Presbyterian Church.

She knew me as “that Donna Rahmann” who would walk up to a woman during fellowship time and say, “Hey, I didn’t see you at the last Spring Gathering.  Will I see you at the next one?” 

She was the friend who drew me into co-leading bible studies.  I gleaned from her, her talent for research and for using a variety of resources to bring the topics to life.  She has, however, a witty sense of humor which I can never replicate.

Many years ago, she provided a scholarship for me to attend a retreat when I could not financially afford it.  Attendance at that retreat began the healing process of the hurt I endured on my journey of “not belonging”.

We attend craft fairs together, Presbyterian Women Gatherings, and numerous other events together; we share prayer concerns.  We even grieved the loss of our mothers at the same time.  Her first granddaughter’s name is Lydia, and my first granddaughter’s name is Lilya.

Her nurturing friendship has meant so much to me that when she hesitantly relocated from Long Valley to Stewartsville, I promised that I would keep in touch.  I have kept that promise.

It was Lisa’s continual guidance and nurturing that kept me on God’s path through my valley of “limbo”, to lead me to continue my journey of God’s will for me, which eventually led me to my new home here at Fairmount Presbyterian Church.

Lisa, I thank you, for walking beside me, for being my compass, for sharing your friendship, your talents and your faith.

So, I implore every one of you to never pass up the opportunity to befriend someone – car pool to an event, say a prayer, cook a meal, read a bible passage, or just walk up to someone and say, “Hi, I am --- and would like to get to know you.”  Celebrate whatever gift God has given you, and share that gift as all of the women who have come before us have done.  Help others on their faith journey so that they can never say they were an alien in a new land.  Trust that God has placed you in that situation for a reason.

You never know what new journey the sharing of your gift will lead someone.

In closing, I would like to leave you with a prayer which a woman, Ann Brower carries with her, from Guerrillas of Grace: Prayers for the Battle, by Ted Loder*:

            Help me to believe in beginnings,

                        To make a beginning,

                        To be a beginning

            So that I may not just grow old,

            But grow new each day

            To this wild, amazing life

            You call me to live

            With the passion of Jesus Christ.

*Wakefield, Dan; How Do We Know When It’s God?

3.      Katelynn Fleming’s message …

Have you ever wondered about God?  Have you ever questioned something about Him or the Bible?  For those of you who don’t know me, I am Katelynn.  I am fifteen years old.  I am a freshman in high school in all honors classes.  But when I was little, I didn’t go to Sunday school every Sunday.  I went more when I got older, but still not every week.  I especially liked family Sundays at church because I got to hear the singing.  That was my favorite part.  But by the time I got to my eighth grade year and Confirmation class started, I had studied more science in school than religion in church.  I drank up the new information, but I also found some things that seemed strange and contradictory to me in the Bible.  For example, Noah’s Ark.  How did Noah fit two of each of species on earth into one boat?  How did God create the whole universe in six days?  Are some parts of the Bible human error?  During the long span of time over which generations passed down the stories orally, did they alter them or simply misinterpret them along the way?  And do we have free will or do we have pre-determined destinies?  I could go on and on with all the technical questions that my scientifically trained brain has wondered over the years.

I finally came to a vague opinion of my religious beliefs on my own, but it wasn’t until a conversation with my sister, who is a teacher of biology and physical science, that I found validation and support for those scientific conclusions and spiritual convictions. Confirmation, one could say.  You might be wondering how a biology teacher could bring me clarity about my religion.  Well, I realized that I believe her views perfectly balance science and religion, without compromising what we know about either to understand the other.  Every Christian has their own interpretation of the Bible and the stories that it contains. Some will say that every single word in the Bible, the stories in it, and how they relate to what we see around us is literal truth.  However, scientific observation that we can make with our own eyes occasionally contradicts that viewpoint. On the other hand, some might say that it is all meant metaphorically, that we are supposed to learn lessons, not history, from the Bible, like it is one big parable.  I do not believe that either of those perspectives alone is entirely realistic, and that a middle ground is where truth lies for Christians.

Jennifer’s belief is different from what you might learn in church.  She told me a story once about when my grandfather asked her how she could be a biology teacher and still believe so fervently in God.  She responded that science doesn’t contradict religion, it affirms it. Just because science implies something different from what the Bible says doesn’t mean that they can’t both be true. Jen believes that God is like an all-powerful chemist with any and all materials at His disposal.  Science says that our universe started with a big bang, but what ignited it?  God showed me through Jennifer.  Perhaps the Master Chemist flipped a switch that made the little spark of His ideas or His will explode into everything that exists today in the universe.  Scientists say that the formation of animals was through evolution.  In the 4 million years that there has been life on this planet there should not have been enough time to evolve a brain as complex as humans have.  We needed help… and there again was God.

I mentioned that it seemed unlikely that God could create everything in 6 days and in fact, science says that it evolved over billions of years, but what is time for an immortal being? Six days for him could be six billion years for us.  In our conversation, my sister and I delved into the paradox mystery of the beginning of life and the improbability of the scientific theory of evolution and I discovered our perspectives were relatively similar.  Did you know that (out of trillions of possibilities) it takes some 20 precise combinations of molecules - mass produced in a very specific order - to spontaneously create the building blocks of living things?  Even in a volatile environment like early Earth’s, with many chemical reactions happening in rapid succession, the likelihood that all 20 were present simultaneously in a constantly changing boiling mess is miniscule.  Did you also know that living things need a certain kind of DNA in order to modify proteins to be useful, and that those same proteins are used to create the tools that make the DNA in the first place?  So if the DNA is the chicken and the proteins are the egg, well, you get the idea.  Suffice it to say, that it is almost a physical impossibility that the DNA could exist first.  And then there’s evolution. Considering the trillions of possible mutations, the probability of the -let’s just say gazillions- of gene mutations or other minute changes that had to have occurred in the DNA of, say, one organism in a thousand, in order to lead to the complexity of the organisms that exist today, is so close to impossible that mathematicians have called that probability ‘almost zero’.  Think of our brains.  How likely is it really, that that many coincidences could have aligned perfectly in the relatively short time life has existed on Earth with no guidance from a higher power? In fact, the evidence is so overwhelming that even many scientists today believe that evolution must be being guided by a higher power of some sort.

Of course, spirituality isn’t about probabilities or science or fact. It’s about having faith and being able to believe in what you cannot see, prove, or analyze to death in a laboratory.  As I grew up, I took everything I saw around me, added the things I felt, the wisdom that just comes to you as time goes on, call it intuition or faith.  I added all the information I learned in school, on the science channels, and talking and philosophizing, for fun and without making a conscious effort to do so, with the people I love and respect.  A conviction formed in me without my even knowing it and continued to change and develop as I did.  And then I happened upon a fascinating conversation with my sister one day which helped me to express those vague impressions within me and make them into something I could really understand and know.  And so my sister gave me enough factual evidence to back up my very own interpretation of how that Great Chemist could have made the world that I see today and also be the Creator that I read about in the Bible.  I don’t know, but that seems like God’s work to me.

No Question About It

Deuteronomy 6:4-9; Matthew 22:34-46

2^nd Sunday in Lent

           

            I always appreciate how much love goes into preparing, presenting and sharing in our coffee fellowship following our faithful time here in the sanctuary every week.  It continues our being together in caring community and worship as we celebrate God’s provisions and hospitality.  And so I’m delighted to tell you that in a few weeks, on Palm Sunday, we are going to have a particularly special coffee hour.   It will be hosted by our wonderful Board of Deacons who have decided to try something new.

               This something came about as the result of conversations about the “job description” of the Deacons – namely, that they are called and ordained to be exemplary caring servants to all who are in great need within the church and across the world, in a way that models and extends the love of Jesus Christ.[i]   So what’s the new way of demonstrating this that we’ll all experience during Palm Sunday coffee fellowship?   They are going to provide a bold new way for us coffee drinkers to get a love buzz.   And even if you aren’t a coffee drinker, I trust you’ll get caught up in the love buzz too once you hear about what and, more importantly, whom we’ll be serving to the glory of God.     

            You see, the coffee that will be brewed and served is actually named “Love Buzz.”   It’s an organically grown French Roast blend with flavor notes of chocolate brownie and caramel to it.   I know new things can sometimes cause anxiety, but doesn’t that sound good?   And you know what’s even better about it?   The organization behind this coffee.  They are called “Equal Exchange.”  

            I’m pleased to say that the Presbyterian Church (USA) has had a partnership with Equal Exchange since 2001. The core mission of this organization is to build long-term trade partnerships that are economically just and environmentally sound.    It accomplishes this by being one of the largest worker cooperatives in our country, meaning that it’s owned by all its employees in equal portions instead of by outside shareholders or a small group of founders or partners.  I’ve valued supporting this coffee company business model for many years.  I’ve done so because coffee is “the U.S.’s largest food import and second most valuable commodity only after oil.”[ii]   And because of many reports about how our brothers and sisters working for big coffee plantations in Latin America, Africa and Asia (where most coffee comes from) are paid extremely low wages and labor in poor working conditions.  This is an unsettling truth about social and economic injustice brewed into most cups of coffee.   Added to this is the unfair trade practice perpetuated on small farmers when middlemen exporters take advantage of them by paying below market price and keeping a high percentage for themselves.  

            I find this whole issue really is worth further study and discussion on another day.   But for today, I’m just very pleased to announce that our Deacons have pledged to help some of the money we spend on coffee to reach the hardworking farmers who grow it.   Other sister churches I know of and have served do the same.   So the “Love Buzz” we’ve ordered through the Presbyterian Coffee Project will not only be the smell and taste of the organically grown ground coffee beans, but also the feel good knowledge that we’ve faithfully supported fair trade and demonstrated our loving solidarity with global neighbors in need.   As the website for the Presbyterian Coffee Project reminds us, “a warm cup of coffee in our hands is perhaps the most tangible daily connection we have with farmers around the world. It represents warmth, hospitality, fellowship, hard work and life’s pleasures both fine and simple.”

            The availability of coffee for us to consume is something easily taken for granted.  I know I take it for granted several times a day.   You and I may stop to consider the cost difference between what we and our loved ones pay at Starbucks and at gas stations, but I suspect we generally don’t consider any possible deeper costs.   Digging deeper, giving closer examination to things we experience every day is a crucial part of this Lenten season, this period of repentant, prayerful preparation to receive the Good News of Easter.   Actively practicing this each day is a way of holding ourselves responsible and accountable for how faithfully we are serving in the great economy of our Lord’s merciful love.    

            Examination is what find happening in this morning’s lesson from the Gospel according to Matthew. Jesus had been openly challenging the prestige, social position and presuppositions[iii] of the Jerusalem Temple religious leaders by turning over tables and telling agitating parables.   With fear and hostility, they responded by continuously questioning him, hoping he’d implicate himself as yet another false Messiah.  They wanted him out of the their traditional picture.  

            In reply to all of this, Jesus managed time and again to silence them all with holy words of truth that evaded their traps.   It all came to a head when they asked a great political hot-potato question in their Jewish culture.  They asked him which of the 613 commandments in the Law of Moses was the greatest.   They were testing him to see if he would say they were all equally important or if they should be graded according to the ways they were practically applied.  

            Jesus immediately gave them the definitive answer.    He didn’t respond with any new sort of profound sound bit.   He instead spoke the traditional truth they all knew by heart.    In doing so, Jesus dared them to examine themselves by its light.   Quoting Moses’ words to the Israelites woefully wandering through the wilderness, he replied, “You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your mind.  This is the greatest and first commandment.”   Jesus then added the divinely commanded corollary to this, “And a second is like it: You shall love your neighbor as yourself.”    There’s no question about it -- true, authentic love is what a relationship with God and with one another is all about.

            Jesus then further turned the questioning on the religious leaders who were testing him.   How well did they understand these two great commandments?    He asked them “What do you think of the Messiah?  Whose son is he?”    They replied, “The son of David.”    True enough, Jesus was from David’s family line.   So perhaps they got partial credit on this exam.   But Jesus knew what this answer really meant.  He knew that with all their heart, soul and mind they were expecting the Messiah to be a great warrior king like David.  Jesus knew they were still fixated on violent, worldly, prideful power plays as the path to salvation for Israel over national enemies.   He knew that they were not awaiting the way of their true and only Messiah.  The way of the Cross … of holy, sacrificial love, peace and justice for all … of suffering through the wilderness alongside every sorrow, threat, oppression, hurt and horror of the whole human race and of taking on death itself in order to bring about new life.   His question silenced them and further fueled their desire to do away with him, which, of course, advanced our Lord on his mission of demonstrating the full power of divine love.

            There is no question about it – we are commanded to love God and love our neighbors. These are mutually interdependent realities.   We cannot truly love God without having love for all God’s children, our neighbors.   We cannot truly trust that God loves and cares for us if we aren’t loving and caring for others.   This seems so simple to understand, right?  But living what we profess is invariably not easy to do.   And we generally aren’t very comfortable being challenged in our faith, being reminded of our failures.   We want to fill our cup and not have to think about anything deeper than its bottom and whether or not we want a refill.  

            Our Lenten journey calls us examine ourselves and our human connections.  It calls us to intentionally turn away from sinful realities and turn more fully toward trusting that Jesus died and rose again for the sake of true, authentic love – that which God shares with us and which we then share with one another and on across the world.    We can’t and won’t ever give and receive this love perfectly.    But you know we can always do?   Through faith and by the grace of God in Jesus Christ?   Keep generating some holy love buzz in familiar and fresh new ways!  Amen.   

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[i] http://www.presbyterianmission.org/ministries/today/deacons/

[ii] http://www.globalexchange.org/fairtrade/coffee/faq

[iii] www.patheos.com/resources/additional-resources/reality-show-Jesus-Alyce-McKenzi-10-17-2011

Coming Down the Mountain

 Psalm 99, Matthew 17:1-9

Transfiguration Sunday

            I think the disciple Peter wanted to avoid experiencing what a Princeton seminary professor has identified as “Ascension Deficit Disorder.”[i]   I said, “ascension” not “attention.”   I’m not referring to the psychological condition in which a person becomes very easily distracted and is thus unable to pay attention to details that help organize and prioritize their life activities.    I’m referring to the other side of Lent and Easter, to the report of our Risen Lord’s body being lifted up into the clouds.   

             What would it have been like to stand there in that moment?   I imagine mouths gaped wide open in wonder as all eyes gazed upward.    I believe this likely went along with an undercurrent of anxiety about what was to happen next.    But if you or I had been there, we also would have received a holy message calling on us to have complete trust that Jesus was still going to be present with all his disciples through the Holy Spirit, that the promised future with him was firmly set in place and divinely guaranteed.   We’d have been told to get on with being witnesses to his redeeming love to the ends of the earth.   So paying undivided attention to the ascension is all about being disciples free to faithfully concentrate on the here and now no matter what we are living through.

            But throughout the centuries countless disciples have instead experienced a deficit in their attention to the ascension.   They’ve been unable to hold fast to the anchoring, empowering vision of God’s promised future in Jesus Christ.   Instead of living faithfully courageous lives trusting in that this is real and in the process of happening, they have instead lived anxiously.  They’ve felt lost and alone, without hope, “stymied and stressed, straining to make sense of the future’s cloudy uncertainty.”[ii]   

            I believe there are many times we can count ourselves in this crowd.   Afflicted with this spiritual ADD, we succumb to the tendency to act as though the future God has planned and promised in Jesus Christ is more a “fairy tale.”  The ascension therefore can seem “more like the floaty exit of Glinda the Good Witch in The Wizard of Oz” than the holy view of our Lord’s redeeming reign over and upon the earth as it is in heaven.  

            This brings me back around to Peter as he stood atop the mountain on the day of the Transfiguration, on the day when the ultimate vision about the glorious, victorious power of Jesus as Lord of all the past, present and future was on full, radiant display.    This was a holy preview of life beyond the resurrection and ascension.   It was meant to prepare and give Peter courage and confidence for the very tough journey with Jesus that lay ahead, the journey of coming down off the mountain, the journey of sacrifice and suffering on the way to the salvation of the world.  

            It seems, however, Peter’s initial inclination was to stay put and keep his head in the clouds … to stay camped out in the comfort and security of this resplendent vision of Jesus’ power.   It seems he wanted to prolong avoiding what was necessarily going to happen after coming down the mountain.   It’s helpful here to recall how Matthew’s Gospel recounts that Peter had been right to confess Jesus as the Messiah, but very wrong in his panicked resistance to Jesus’ telling him how this was to be fulfilled.   He likely wanted to dodge having to deal with the inner and outer sinful conflict to come, especially with his being unable to stay faithfully focused on trusting in the transfigured, transcendent glory of Jesus.  

            But then the voice of God the Father boomed from beyond the clouds saying, “This is my Son, the Beloved, with whom I am well pleased.  Listen to him!”   And then this was followed by the carpenter’s son from Nazareth -- all changed back to sand-covered clothes -- giving a reassuring touch to Peter, James and John in their state of panic while commanding them to, “Get up, do not be afraid.”    They knew it was time to go.  There would be no getting to the glory without first trudging through the trenches of sin.    And they knew they were expected to have steadfast hope, courage, and radical trust in Jesus every step of the way, to hold fast to the vision of God’s peaceful, beautiful future in Jesus even as the world actively worked to kill it.

            And as they were descending, Jesus, in effect, told his closest disciples – “Now, don’t go telling everyone about how you got a glimpse of my glory.   They won’t understand until after Easter.   I’ve got to first show the world what my kingdom is about.”   And that he did on down the mountain, showing himself again and again as the ultimate lover of justice, establisher of equity, forgiver of sins.

            As we enter this holy season of Lent, we need to be reminded that Jesus is absolutely Lord of all.   It’s healthy to move ahead through the next forty days with a mountaintop vision before us.   Where there is no prophetic vision we people perish, right?  (Proverbs 29:18)   And by all means, Lent should be a time to hold any Ascension Deficit Disorder within us in check – by doing so we can securely enter this season of delving ever more deeply into and repenting from the sin within ourselves and across this world.  

            Yet, like Peter, isn’t our first inclination to want to delay or even totally skip this part?   Aren’t we more comfortable camping out with the Easter Jesus than struggling to walk with the Cross-heavy weight of sin alongside the Lenten Jesus?    With singing “Jesus Christ is Risen Today” without having to hum along with “Jesus Walked This Lonesome Valley”?  

            Yes, I believe so.  This is all the more reason to pay serious, close, prayerful attention to the sacred, somber journey ahead.   Greater understanding of all that Jesus rescues us and the all of Creation from builds our hope and trust in the vision of how he transfigures it all and keeps transforming the world with his redeeming love.   We’ll gain a broader perspective of why we are Christians and what it means to be a congregation.    Here in worship, especially through special candle lighting litanies, we will do so by exploring themes of resistance, trust, responsibility, repentance and forgiveness.  

            Today we begin this descent from the mountaintop by sharing in our most holy meal together, hosted by our Lord dressed in pure, dazzling white.  Our sharing in his Supper will strengthen us for our Lenten journey.   It will fill us with a tangible reminder that we not only walk with Jesus, but through the Holy Spirit we are his body and blood on earth.    So let’s come on down the mountain together.   Glorious vision is before us to secure us in our sojourn to Easter morning.    Amen.

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[i]http://www.ptsem.edu/uploadedFiles/School_of_Christian_Vocation_and_Mission/Institute_for_Youth_Ministry/Princeton_Lectures/2010_Dean_Ascension.pdf

[ii] ibid.