Internship - Am I a Jew?

I'm writing my sermon for Sunday. Well, I have written the first draft and am procastinating. First I was going to do it this afternoon. Then this evening. Now tomorrow afternoon.

There are things I was supposed to know that I don't. I guess that now that I'm an intern now is the time to ask - before it gets really embarassing.

Part of my sermon talks about the Israelites (Jews) who were God's chosen and how through Christ the Gentiles were invited to join - both were united in one family. What bothers me is the theme that I keep hearing at Tyndale and church is that "we are the Gentiles who have been invited by Christ". Why do we assume that? Maybe I am a descendent of the church where Jews and Gentiles came together to form one united body. Maybe my family traces back to Judaism. I don't understand the assumption - yet I get the idea I am supposed to understand this assumption.

Isn't it weird how you can be doing something that you've always done and suddenly you get the feeling that you aren't doing it right? I used to have this at work. My friend Lesley would get the call - "Hey, I'm using this method to calculate this and I don't think I've ever done right!".

All I know for sure is that I am taking a handkerchief up with me. I led the service last week and was sweating so much! The Pastor was in a golf shirt and was still too hot. I had visions of my first foray into preaching in my new preaching shoes (feminine yet not fussy, low heel, no nonsense) and a jacket. Ain't gonna happen!