A monologue based on the experience of Sarah in the Old Testament, originally written by me for a service my wife was taking at a local congregation back in 2009. It came back to mind because she is against leading a service in a local congregation, preaching on the call of Abram, and because the person who originally delivered it died recently. So here it is again in slightly modified form. I suppose it is also appropriate given that today is International Women's Day. There was also a strand within it prompted by an earlier reflect ion that we have a tendency to write off people once they come to a certain age or stage of illness. Indeed how often do we write ourselves off? Laughter and tears… Laughter and tears have marked my life, especially my later years… I could have cried when Abraham, or Abram as he was known as then, said that God had told him to leave his father’s house in Haran and set off for who knows where… We were both already well on in years… It ...
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