This sermon was preached for Ascension Sunday, May 21 at St. Mark's, East Longmeadow. The texts for this sermon were: Acts 1:6-14, John 17:1-11 and Psalm 68:1-10, 33-36. A couple of months ago, when my son had only just a few words, I was out walking around our cul-de-sac with him. It had just rained and he was stopping to stomp in the big puddles along the curbs of our road. Little blue rain-boots and pure joy. I pulled out my phone to capture the moment, intending to send a video to his grandparents, but then he looked up and said with all the authority of a toddler, “Phone, there,” and pointed to my pocket. Saying as best as he knew how, put your phone away, Mama. Be present here with me. Then he dragged me over to stomp around in the puddle, too. Sneakers be damned. Today we mark the ascension of Christ into heaven, the moment when Jesus concluded his post-resurrection ministry on earth and rose up to be with God. After commissioning the disciples to be his witness...