Sunday Sermon

Today I want to consider a woman we meet in our Gospel readings for today. She doesn’t have a name but we know she was a widow from Nain (A village located 14 kilometers south of Nazareth) whose only son had died. Death had taken away her only source of hope, strength as well as protection. There was nothing she could do about it but weep bitterly. But then something unexpected happened. A stranger she met, told her not to weep. The rest is history.