St. Patrick Presbyterian Church, Epc

That we will be talking about generosity for the next three weeks after a couple of weeks of extreme neediness is not lost on me. As I have turned my attention to our subject, I feel like one who has been bathed and marinated in generosity. My family is blessed beyond measure, and our hearts are full of gratitude for the overwhelming outpouring of love during the time of my father’s convalescence and death. Cards, notes, texts, phone calls, food, flowers—so many people I have yet to thank keep popping into my head. Words are too cheap to express how thankful all of Daddy’s family are to the folk at St. Patrick for doing a lot of heavy lifting during this time and for giving us space to be present and remember. A priceless gift.  One of the marks of discipleship—that is, a disciple that loves God, loves people and loves life—is and must be a life of generosity. We exist in a playground of good things because at the center of the Holy Trinity is generosity—a God who lavishes his people with good things and then