First Presbyterian Church of Boonville

First Presbyterian Church of Boonville We are a family congregation located at the historic village of Boonville, NY. We are an inclusive c

Pentecost Sunday!Wear red and join us for Worship at 10:30 when Rev. Janet Stengel delivers the message ‘Celebrate the S...
05/23/2026

Pentecost Sunday!
Wear red and join us for Worship at 10:30 when Rev. Janet Stengel delivers the message ‘Celebrate the Spirit’

No Sunday School this week.

First Reading Acts 2:1-21

Gospel Reading John 20:19-23

Join us for Worship Sunday 5/17 at 10:30 when Paul Barbour delivers the message ‘The Ascension’Sunday School at 9 and al...
05/16/2026

Join us for Worship Sunday 5/17 at 10:30 when Paul Barbour delivers the message ‘The Ascension’

Sunday School at 9 and all students are welcome

First Reading​​ ​​ ​ Acts 1:6-14
Second Reading​​​​ John 17:1-11

05/10/2026

Here is the message that Paul Barbour will be giving at church this morning.

I would like to start off by saying Happy Mother's Day, to everyone who is a mother or a grandmother, anyone who has ever acted as a mother to someone, or anyone who has ever had a mother.

I would like to share with you something written by a woman named Tracey Davenport. It is called "A Prayer for Mother’s Day". It goes like this:
Loving God, on this Mother’s Day, we are mindful of the tremendous calling of being a mother, and we thank you for our mothers: biological, adoptive, and in community, who have nurtured and cared for us, fed us and led us, selflessly served us and rooted us on.

What a gift they have been, and we thank you for those faithful women you have placed in our lives. For those whose mothers have passed from this life, we ask your compassion and comfort and look forward to that glad reunion to come.

We pray for mothers who are struggling right now with all the demands of motherhood: on sleepless nights with uncomforted newborns, with exploring toddlers and shy preschoolers, with curious elementary students and youth wrestling with identity and independence. Give these mothers wisdom and patience, perseverance and strength, along with much-needed rest.

We pray for mothers of adult children that they will know how to best share experience without being bossy, how to support and encourage without inhibiting growth.

We pray for those women who wanted children but did not or could not bear them, that you would remind them of their great value and purpose when judged by the world. We pray for women undergoing infertility treatments, that you would make procedures successful and bless their homes with the laughter of children, as is their great hope.

And lastly, God, we pray for all those who did not have a great relationship with their own mother and for all needing tender, loving care this morning: the sick, the outcast, the dying, and the grieving. Remind us of your unconditional love for us, your desire to gather us as a mother hen gathers her chicks, and your stubborn refusal, like any nursing mother, to forget her own.

We ask these blessings in the name of Jesus, who cared for his mother and whose mother stayed with him to the very end on the cross. Amen.

That was very nice, I thought.

Every Mother's Day, I think about my mom, who died back in 2018 at the age of 92. She was a wonderful mom. The sweetest person in the world, with just a little bit of a sarcastic edge. We were very close. Sadly, Lisa never got to meet her. They would have loved each other.

For the past several years of her life, my mom suffered from Alzheimer's disease. It was very sad. Eventually she needed to go into a nursing home. After she fractured her hip, she started to go downhill pretty quickly.

In the final months of her life, she stopped recognizing my brothers and me. She began to think that I was my dad, who had passed away several years earlier. She called me by his name, Breese.

When I would visit her, she would talk about things from her distant past--mostly her childhood--since those were the things she could remember best. She would tell the same stories and ask us to sing the same songs with her, over and over.

The last time I saw her before she died, we had a visit much like any other visit. I gave her a hug, and told her I loved her, as I always did. Then, as I was getting ready to leave, she suddenly grabbed my hand. She looked me directly in the eyes, very intently. She said: "Paul..."

It was the first time she had recognized me in months and months. She said: "Paul, I want you to know that you're a wonderful person and I love you very much." And that was the last time I saw her.

What a gift that was. I realized that it was just the most recent in an endless line of gifts that she had given me over my lifetime.

She is still a gift to me. She's still my mom, and I know that she has been reunited with my dad and my sisters, singing old songs with them and with Jesus. And I know that we'll be together one day.

In fact, in our Gospel reading today, Jesus talks about the fact that those who die, if they are in the Lord, will live forevermore. He said: “I will not leave you orphaned; I am coming to you. In a little while the world will no longer see me, but you will see me; because I live, you also will live."

He will not leave us orphaned. His words could just have easily have been said by our loved ones, before they passed away. My mom could have said: "The world will no longer see me, Paul...but you will see me. Because the Lord lives, I will also live. And so will you. For all eternity."

In today's Gospel reading, Jesus also said: "And I will ask the Father, and he will give you another Advocate, to be with you forever". He was speaking, of course, about the Holy Spirit.

In next week's Gospel, we will hear about Jesus ascending to heaven, forty days after the resurrection. From that time on, he would not be with us in person, bodily. But the Holy Spirit would be with us forever. God reveals His truth to His people through the Holy Spirit, who is God's ongoing presence in this world.

It occurred to me, however, that when the Lord said that the Father will give us another Advocate, to be with you forever, he could also have been talking about something else. For many of us, our great advocate would be our mothers.

In our Church here in Boonville, there is a family with a mom who is just that kind of advocate for her children. Last summer, Lisa and I went to the "Best of Boonville" festival at Erwin Park. Dionne Carpenter was there, selling a children's book that she had written about her daughters. Danica and Delilah are very well known to this church, and we all know about the health problems that have struggled with.

The book that she wrote was a great story about inclusion and the ability of young girls to do amazing things, in spite of their challenges. As we caught up with the Dionne, she told us a story about her kids.

For some reason, they were visiting a Dunkin Donuts in the Syracuse area. The girls were coloring at a table, when a large group of people came in. They seemed to be from one big family.

Dionne said that she noticed members of this group staring at Danica and Delilah. They were pointing and whispering. Sadly, this was not the first time the family had experienced this reaction.

Some people are uncomfortable being around children with Down's Syndrome or other challenges. Some act badly. A lot of times, she let it go, but Dionne thought that this family was being especially rude. She decided that she needed to say something.

She went over to the family and said: "I noticed you staring at my girls. I just wanted to say Thank You. A lot of people don't recognize how really beautiful they are, I'm glad that you do! So, thank you!" After the family left, the rest of the customers in the Dunkin Donuts burst into applause.

When she told us this story, I couldn't help but think what great parenting that was. It also made me think that this may be example of how the Heavenly Father thinks of us.

I imagine some hater staring at someone because they are different...staring at someone who is from another country, or someone who is a different color or religion. The haters may even be sitting in church when they see someone they don't approve of.

They stare and they sneer. They judge and they hate. They turn to the guy sitting next to them. They nudge their neighbor and say: "Get a look at that person."

But it's God who is sitting next to them. And he says: "Thank you for staring. A lot of people don't recognize how really beautiful my children are. I'm glad that you do! So, thank you!"

May we carry this unconditional love in our hearts, this Mother's Day, and all year long. And may the Lord Bless you and keep you this week and always.

Join us for Worship Sunday at 10:30 when Paul Barbour delivers the message ‘Mother’s Day’.Sunday School is at 9 and all ...
05/09/2026

Join us for Worship Sunday at 10:30 when Paul Barbour delivers the message ‘Mother’s Day’.
Sunday School is at 9 and all kids are welcome.

First Reading​​ ​​ ​ 1 Peter 3:13-22
Gospel Reading​​​​ John 14:15-21

05/03/2026

This is the message that Paul Barbour Shared this morning at the church.

Today’s is a comforting Gospel reading. Just to give you a bit of context, this particular part of John's Gospel comes on the night of the Last Supper. Our Lord had washed His disciples feet, predicted that Judas would betray Him and that Peter would deny Him three times.

Even during this time of betrayal, Jesus is comforting his apostles. He is telling them, and us, that we don't have to be afraid. There’s plenty of room in heaven, and He is going to prepare a room for us. He won't forget us, no matter what happens. How nice is that?

But did the disciples just say: “Awww. Thanks, Jesus! That’s really comforting?”

No! Instead, Thomas…who hasn’t had a great few weeks in the Gospels, by the way, took him literally. He wanted to know where the Father’s house is. As in, what is his physical address.

“Lord, we do not know where you are going”, Thomas said. “How can we know the way?” Jesus then said to him, “No. Look. I AM the way. I’m the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.”

He also told them that since they know Him, they know the Father. Philip then said: “Lord, show us the Father, and we will be satisfied.” Jesus must have smacked his own forehead at this point.

“Look,” he must have wanted to say, “the Father and I are one. Since you have seen me, you have seen him. What part don’t you get?” But, being Jesus, he had more patience with them than I would have had.

Fortunately, the apostles would eventually get their acts together. After Jesus ascended into heaven, they would be the ones to begin to build His church. And as we see in today's first scripture reading, from the Acts of the Apostles, they were actually doing pretty well.

It says: " Everyone was filled with awe at the many wonders and signs performed by the apostles. All the believers were together and had everything in common. They sold property and possessions to give to anyone who had need.

Every day they continued to meet together in the temple courts. They broke bread in their homes and ate together with glad and sincere hearts, praising God and enjoying the favor of all the people. And the Lord added to their number daily those who were being saved." Yes, Jesus was the way in which people were finding their path to God.

Today, just like back in biblical days, we need to make sure that we only follow the path that the Lord has led us to. We need to make sure that what we are being led to believe by those in a position of power, is real.

I once heard someone talk about children who have been raised on artificial food. He said that if the child is raised on this food, it will rewire their taste buds and their brain.

When they become adults and taste real food...because their taste buds and brain have been rewired, they will reject what is real, fresh, and healthy and crave what is artificial, processed, and bad for them.

In other words, they will not be able to discern what is fresh, real, and healthy because their taste buds crave what is artificial, chemical, and harmful. They will dislike the organic, freshly picked oranges or apples. Instead, they will crave artificial, chemically and genetically altered, lab-created food designed to be addictive.

That idea got me thinking about American religion. America, I would say, is becoming less of a Christ-centered nation. I would submit to you, this nation has ingested too many artificial things to believe in. Market-driven, processed religion masquerading as redemptive faith to the extent that America sometimes doesn't even know what the real thing is.

Empire religion is what some people call it. Empire religion is centered on power. Empire religion is not concerned with grace nor mercy, love nor liberation, justice nor righteousness.

I would say it this way...that Empire religion wants Jesus to be a mascot, not a messiah. You see, a mascot is a character or an animal to be used by fans of a particular team.

The mascot is deployed to entertain and celebrate. But mascots have no power. Mascots do not have authority. They are simply characters that are deployed to hype the crowd and make them feel good.

And I'm afraid that much of American religiosity is more comfortable with Jesus being a religious mascot than a redemptive savior that can change your life. The mascot shows up to hype the crowd because in America, people love to talk about Jesus but don't want to preach what Jesus preached.

Empire religion merges government goals with religious language. Empire religion makes the claim that the government and God's work are the same thing. Empire religion is harmful. Our redemptive faith needs to be about working together to make things better.

Our community, here at this church, is strong in faith. And we need to be resolved to make as big of a difference as we can in our community.

If you were to go back to those days of the early church that we read about today, I can tell you that no one house-full of Christians could build Christ's church on their own. They had to join with the house-full of Christians down the road, in the next town, in the next country.

Because each of us, we do not have the whole answer. Each of us, we are part of a mosaic. We are part of a broader, divine and sacred mural. That is why we've got to partner with other people, other churches.

We have to partner because, you see, the Believer's Chapel can reach people we'll never reach. The Catholic Church in town can reach people we'll never reach. Every other church in our community can reach people we'll never reach. So will the new Boonville Life Center.

Individually, this church can only do so much. But when we decide to partner together... there's power when we partner together. There's Holy Spirit power when we partner together.

And I declare right here that something's happening in Boonville right now. Not every church has yet gotten together, but I'm here to let you know that we're working on getting together. And we are going to tear down some of the things that are keeping us from being who God calls us to be. God is doing great work through us when we choose to be in partnership.

Let me say it this way. There is not one organization. There is not one church. There is not one group. There is not one person who will be able to set us free. But I tell you this, our power to get us out of these problems that this nation, this world find ourselves in, is not in our individuality but in our solidarity.

When we work together, when we build relationships together...the enemy fears us getting together. They can handle one church. They can handle one activist. They can handle one group.

But when we lock arms together, whether you are Latino or Lutheran, whether you are agnostic or whether you are Anglican, whether you are Baptist or Catholic, whether you are black or white...when we get together and partner together, the enemy has no authority over us because we are unashamed, unapologetic, and committed.

In our first reading today, it says that day by day, new people were added. Day by day they were praising God. But who were these new people. Well, they were not perfect people. They added people who were progressing. People that were thankful.
Thankful that they were not who they used to be.

They are people who were redeemed. See, to be redeemed is when everybody else thought you were worthless, but God said, "I will redeem you." That's why the scripture says, " Let the redeemed of the Lord say so, whom he hath redeemed from the hand of the enemy". For those who've been redeemed by God may be those left on the trash heap of life, but our God redeems us.

When we come to the 42nd verse of Chapter 2 of the Acts of the Apostles, we see that the people are devoted to the teaching and the fellowship and breaking bread together. And AWE came upon everyone because of the many wonders and signs that they had seen. All who believed were together and had all things in common, they would sell their possessions, and anybody who was in need would receive exactly what they needed.

There was something happening in that community, that church. And I love that word "awe". In this context, it means a sense of reverence. When you encounter something so awe-inspiring, it causes you to have a sense of reverence and humility because you don't even have the words to describe what you just encountered.

I want to ask each of you sitting here today...please just take a moment in silent reflection. Think about a time that God has just filled you with awe. Maybe it was the first time you saw your child's face.

Maybe you were out in nature on one of those beautiful summer days, that we have in our amazing corner of the world--you know, a few days out of the year. Think about a time when you just stood there are said: "My God, what hath thou wrought? I am amazed by your creation."

If you can think of a time that you were filled with this feeling, take just a moment to remember it. Hold on to it. Let it fill your heart.

This is especially meaningful to me these days, because we all know of four people who have recently experienced a moment of awe. Their names are Victor Glover, Jeremy Hansen, Reid Wiseman and Christina Cook. They are the brave astronauts who just traveled to the moon on Artemis II.

Victor Glover, who was the pilot, made news when he was interviewed while aboard the spaceship on Easter Sunday. Glover reflected on how the experience of leaving Earth has reinforced his faith.

He said: "When I read the Bible and I look at all of the amazing things that were done for us who were created by God… we’re in a spaceship really far from Earth, but you’re on a spaceship called Earth that was created to give us a place to live in the universe, in the cosmos.”

“You are special in all of this emptiness,” Glover said. “This is a whole bunch of nothing, this thing we call the universe. You have this oasis, this beautiful place that we get to exist together.”

He concluded his remarks by telling CBS News, “Whether you celebrate it or not, whether you believe in God or not … this is an opportunity for us to remember where we are, who we are and that we have to get through this together."

This is the same mindset, the same faith that the early church members had when they celebrated in their homes, shared all of their possessions, and joined as a family of faith for meals. During a press conference at Johnson Space Center, Astronaut Reid Wiseman described the emotional impact of the experience, once they had splashed down and been taken to a Navy ship for evaluation.

"I'm not really a religious person", he said. "but there was just no other avenue for me to explain anything we experienced. So I asked for the chaplain on the Navy ship to just come visit us for a minute. And when that man walked in, I'd never met him before in my life, but I saw the cross on his collar and I broke down in tears."

He said, "I experienced something I can't describe with the human vocabulary. I experienced something. I wish everybody could have seen what I saw. I saw something there. There's something bigger than me. There's something more powerful than me. There's something greater than me that I had a sense of awe."

This week, I pray that God will strike you with moments of awe. May God take your breath away...when you view his awesome glory in our world, the acts of our neighbors, or in a peace that comes to our hearts. That is what I pray for you, for this community, for our nation and our world.

And may the Lord Bless you and keep you, this week and always.

Join us for Worship Sunday at 10:30 as Paul Barbour leads us and delivers the message ‘I Am the Way’. Then stay after wo...
05/02/2026

Join us for Worship Sunday at 10:30 as Paul Barbour leads us and delivers the message ‘I Am the Way’. Then stay after worship for fellowship and coffee hour.
Sunda6 School at 9.


First Reading​​ ​​ ​ ​ Act 2:36-47
Second Reading​​​​​ John 14:1-14

‘I am the way and the truth and the life’

Join us for Worship and Communion Sunday at 10:30. Rich Jokajtys will lead the service and deliver the message ‘By the S...
04/24/2026

Join us for Worship and Communion Sunday at 10:30. Rich Jokajtys will lead the service and deliver the message ‘By the Sound of His Voice’.
Sunday School is at 9 and all students are welcome.

New Testament 1 Peter 2:19-25
Gospel​​​​​​​ John 10: 1 - 10

04/19/2026

This is the sermon that was given by Paul Barbour this morning at our church.

Today’s Gospel begins on that first Easter Sunday. Two of Jesus’ disciples were walking from Jerusalem to the town of Emmaus, which was seven miles away. We are told that one of them is named Cleopas. We don’t know the name of the other disciple. I like to think of him as "Gary".

So Cleopas and Gary were on the road, talking about the events of the past few days, when they came upon a stranger, also walking on the road. Luke tells us it was Jesus, but that “their eyes were kept from recognizing him”.

Jesus asked what they were discussing. Cleopas told the story of Jesus’ arrest and crucifixion, and added: “But we had hoped that he was the one to redeem Israel.” They were obviously disappointed, and felt that the faith they had put in Jesus had been misplaced.

Jesus then told them that they were being foolish, and that they did not understand what the prophets had said about the coming of the Messiah. He then explained that it was necessary for the Messiah to suffer and die, so that he could enter into His glory.

As they walked, he began to take them, step by step through everything that the scriptures had said about his coming.

When they reached Emmaus, it was getting late, so Cleopas and Gary invited him to stay with them. When they were about to have dinner, Jesus took the bread, blessed it and broke it, just as He did at the last supper.

Suddenly, the Gospel says, “their eyes were opened, and they recognized him”. With that, Jesus vanished.

Here's something that I wanted to point out to you…we are told: “their eyes were kept from recognizing him”. It is not that they just failed to recognize Him, they “were kept from” it.

Some people say that these travelers were kept from recognizing Jesus, not by God, but by their own flawed expectations of what the Messiah would do when he came.

Many people of that time expected the Jews to be sent a redeemer who would defeat the Roman Empire and restore Israel to its former glory.

They were blinded, then, by their expectations of what Jesus would be like when he came into the world. The question for us today is: “What is keeping us from recognizing Jesus?”

I once read the story of about newspaper reporter from Rhode Island who had the opportunity to meet Mother Teresa back in the '70s. When he arrived for her speaking engagement in Boston, he was surprised to be told that he, and a few other reporters, would actually be able to meet with her.

He said that he found this tiny little woman wrapped in a blue and white sari, chatting with the Archbishop. She bowed to him when they met, as though he were royalty. Apparently she greeted everyone that way.

Mother Teresa talked about- how -her- religious- order, the Missionaries of Charity, try to recognize Christ in the poorest of the poor. She talked about one of the sisters, who had spent an entire day bathing the wounds of a dying beggar who was brought to them from the streets of Calcutta.

He described how Mother Teresa’s voice dropped to a whisper as she said that, in reality, they believed that the nun had been bathing the wounds of Jesus.

She insisted that Christ tests the love of his followers, by hiding in grotesque disguises, to test if we can still see him.

The reporter went on to say that, that a few nights later, he was leaving his office back in Rhode Island, when he was accosted by a drunk, homeless man.
The man said: "Hey, did the bus leave yet?"

The reporter knew that the only bus that ever stopped at that corner was a van that took people to a soup kitchen. He told the man: “Sorry. You missed it.”

But then he thought of the story that Mother Teresa had told.
He offered to drive the man to the soup kitchen. The homeless man looked at him, delighted and a little surprised.
Then he looked at the reporter with bleary eyes and said: “Say, you must know me!”
The reporter said, “You know...I think maybe I do.”

That story made me think about a time in my life that I had a similar experience. When I was in high school in Syracuse, I played on the local CYO basketball team.

I remember that there was someone who used to come to the gym and watch our practices. He was a guy from our neighborhood named Gerald. He was older than we were, but whether he was twenty or forty, I had no idea. Someone's age has always difficult for me to figure out.

Looking back, I wonder whether Gerald was someone who we would now consider to be on the Autism spectrum. He was loud and funny, but people always said that there was something "wrong" with him.

Gerald was someone who would take a lot of abuse from other neighborhood guys. They would tease him and make fun of him. I wish that I could say that I stood up for him, but I was always kind of intimidated by those other guys.

Still, Gerald kept coming…practice after practice, year after year. Sometimes I thought he was annoying, sometimes I thought he was funny. Most of the time I just ignored him.

One day I remember, I was sitting on the bench, watching practice. A couple of the guys came over and were particularly mean to Gerald. After they left, Gerald turned to me and looked me straight in the eyes.

I looked at him in a way , I guess, I had never seen him before. His eyes met mine, and I just stared for a second or two. And then, it hit me. It was a realization just as clear as the one that the disciples had when Jesus broke bread with them after walking on the road to Emmaus.

I could see Christ in Gerald’s eyes. I absolutely got the feeling that I was looking at our Lord, who was walking around in the body of a 20-something year old black man.

After that, Gerald got up and walked out of the gymnasium. Eventually, basketball season ended and I never saw him again.

Looking back, I realize that I never really knew him. I doubt if I ever knew his last name, or whether he had a job or a family or anything. He was just a fixture in the neighborhood.

But Gerald has stuck with me, long after most of the other memories of my childhood have been lost. And it was because of that moment when I recognized Jesus in him.

And we need Jesus in our lives today, more than ever. My friends, we are living in difficult days. I don't need to tell you that. Every day, things seem to be getting a little worse, a little more challenging.

The world had changed for those disciples walking on the Road to Emmaus. Even though they heard that there was an empty tomb, their hearts were shattered and broken, because Jesus was no longer with them. He was only a memory.

There would no longer be moments where they would see water being transformed into wine. There would be no new moments where blind men would gain their sight. There would be no more lessons from the mountaintop.

They were two sad people walking together, when they found a companion to commiserate with. In our moments of crisis, that's something that I want you to remember. You need a companion. You need someone to walk with.

Sometimes the greatest blessing is just to have someone to be with when you're going through something.

Jesus was walking with them, but here's the thing. Jesus was walking with them, but they did not recognize Jesus. God was present, even though they didn't recognize the presence of God. When he gave them bread to eat, that's when they recognized that Jesus was present.

Oftentimes, Jesus walks with us and we do not even recognize that he's there, because our eyes are closed to it. Sometimes our eyes are closed by the tragedies that we see in our lived.

But, you see, God never promises that bad things won't happen to us. What God does promise us is that we don't need to be afraid because we should know God is there with us, guiding us and leading us. God is there, surrounding us with grace. We do not have to be afraid because we know that God's love will always have the last word.

With this week's Gospel, I was reminded of a famous story. Back in the day, decades ago, it was very famous. You would find it on posters and people would talk about it often. I haven't heard it talked about in a while, though.

It is about footprints, and it goes like this:

One night I had a dream…

I dreamed I was walking along a beach with the Lord. As we walked, scenes from my life flashed across the sky. For each scene I noticed two sets of footprints in the sand; one belonged to me, and the other to the Lord.

When the last scene of my life flashed before us, I looked back at the footprints in the sand.

I noticed that many times along the path of my life, there was only one set of footprints. And I also noticed that it happened that there was only one set of footprints on that beach, at the very lowest and saddest times in my life.

This really bothered me, and I asked the Lord about it.

“Lord, you said that once I decided to follow you, You would walk with me all the way."

"But I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life, there is only one set of footprints. I don’t understand why in times when I needed you the most, you should leave me."

The Lord replied, “My precious, precious child. I love you, and I would never, never leave you during your times of trial and suffering."

"When you saw only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you."

That is a good thing to remember, I think. We will often find in our lives difficult, challenging, sometimes nearly unbearable times. It is then that we need to put our faith in the Lord, the one truly permanent thing in our lives.

The men walking on the Road to Emmaus thought that Jesus was gone, but he was walking right there beside them.

This week, may we look for opportunities to see our Lord and Savior in those we meet. Let us be determined to treat everyone we meet as though we are face to face with Jesus.

May we not, as I do because of Gerald, regret the opportunity to care for our neighbors as we would care for our Lord. And let us also be determined to be someone in whom others can see Jesus’ reflection.

And may the Lord bless you and keep you, this week and always.

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Boonville, NY
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