Central United Methodist Church
Monday, November 12, 2018
Endicott, New York
Central United Methodist Church, Endicott, NY

Rev. Dr. Michelle Bogue-Trost
Fourth Sunday of Advent
Dec. 20, 2015

Central United Methodist Church - Online Video

Greeting and Announcements Knud Hansen 0:08
Call to Worship - Lighting the Advent Candle Richards Family 4:08
"All Earth is Waiting" Living Water 7:03
"The Virgin Mary" Joyful Noise 8:42
A Time for the Child in All of Us Pastor Michelle 11:16
"How Great Our Joy" Capella and Festivo Ringers 15:23
Romans 8:18-25 Cyndi Tedeschi 18:30
"Breath of Heaven" Chancel Choir 19:55
A Moment of Celebration Pastor Michelle 30:20
Psstoral Prayer & Lord's Prayer Pastor Michelle 33:30
Luke 1:47-55 Marie King 37:44
The Sermon Pastor Michelle 38:54
"Come, Thou Long Expected Jesus" Song # 196 50:25
"Christmas is Coming" All Ensembles 55:10

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Romans 8:18-25   The Message (MSG)

18-21 That’s why I don’t think there’s any comparison between the present hard times and the coming good times. The created world itself can hardly wait for what’s coming next. Everything in creation is being more or less held back. God reins it in until both creation and all the creatures are ready and can be released at the same moment into the glorious times ahead. Meanwhile, the joyful anticipation deepens.

22-25 All around us we observe a pregnant creation. The difficult times of pain throughout the world are simply birth pangs. But it’s not only around us; it’s within us. The Spirit of God is arousing us within. We’re also feeling the birth pangs. These sterile and barren bodies of ours are yearning for full deliverance. That is why waiting does not diminish us, any more than waiting diminishes a pregnant mother. We are enlarged in the waiting. We, of course, don’t see what is enlarging us. But the longer we wait, the larger we become, and the more joyful our expectancy.

Luke 1:47-55    The Message (MSG)

46-55 And Mary said,

I’m bursting with God-news;
    I’m dancing the song of my Savior God.
God took one good look at me, and look what happened—
    I’m the most fortunate woman on earth!
What God has done for me will never be forgotten,
    the God whose very name is holy, set apart from all others.
His mercy flows in wave after wave
    on those who are in awe before him.
He bared his arm and showed his strength,
    scattered the bluffing braggarts.
He knocked tyrants off their high horses,
    pulled victims out of the mud.
The starving poor sat down to a banquet;
    the callous rich were left out in the cold.
He embraced his chosen child, Israel;
    he remembered and piled on the mercies, piled them high.
It’s exactly what he promised,
    beginning with Abraham and right up to now.

The Message (MSG)

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