Homily

Philippians 3:4b-14
In 2009, a young musician stood before the cream of the crop of the political establishment and announced he was working on a concept album. An album, he noted, of someone whose life embodied hip-hop, Treasury Secretary Alexander Hamilton. That artist, of course was, Lin-Manuel Miranda, then only 29 years old. And the vennue was the White House during one of President Obama’s first famous poetry jams.