A sermon for the 17th Sunday after Pentecost/Proper 23a: Matthew 22: 1-14 There is one Blacksburg resident who has made an appearance in more of my sermons than any other.  Now, I use the term “resident” loosely, because, you see, this person was actually homeless.  His name was Teddy Henderson, but most people just called him Teddy.  In fact, it wasn’t until he died three years ago that I and many others actually knew his last name. I preached a sermon about Teddy when he died.  In another sermon, I mentioned the memorial service held in his honor at the public library, another place … Continue reading The King’s Party, the King’s Rules