Today being the first Lenten Sunday, the message at St Andrew’s Cathedral was along expected lines.
Temptation formed the crux of Rev Peter Cook’s sermon that he began with a light-hearted comment. “You may be tempted to fall asleep during my sermon.” To overcome that in future, he suggested, the congregation could come with pins to prick themselves or with ginger and chilly they can bite into.
Some parts of his message also took me on a trip into nostalgia. He dug into the Bible to bring up the assertion that “Man does not live by bread alone.”
Some Fond Nostalgia: Long, long ago, when I was living in Chennai, I had gone to the Egmore railway station to see off a cousin studying medicine at the MMC. I hurriedly picked up a loaf of unsliced bread and handed it to her. The station was just a two-minute walk away from my Egmore home.
On reaching her destination, she wrote me a letter good humouredly pointing out that “man does not live by bread alone.”
Even now, when we occasionally meet, we laugh about it.
Going back, it is generally boring sermons that induce sleep.
G Joslin Vethakumar