From Remembrance to Expectation: Living Between the Saints and the Savior
November is a month marked by sacred transitions. The earth becomes quieter as trees shed their final leaves, and daylight shortens into early dusk. It feels as if creation itself pauses—no longer basking in the warmth of fall, yet not quite in winter’s stillness. In this in-between moment, the church invites us to remember and hope.
At the start of November, we observe All Saints’ Day, appreciating those who have gone before us in faith—the saints whose lives reflected God’s grace during their time. Some of their names stay with us; others are known only to God. Together, they form the “great cloud of witnesses” (Hebrews 12:1), encouraging us to persevere in our own race.
The saints teach us that faith is expressed through trust, not perfection. They also faced seasons of uncertainty but believed Christ’s light would ultimately overcome darkness. Their stories inspire us to live courageously and compassionately. Through them, we see the ongoing flow of God’s grace—each generation passing the faith, candle-like, from one to the next.
As November progresses, our hearts turn toward Advent, beginning this year on November 30. Advent is a season of holy waiting—a time to prepare for Christ’s arrival. While the world rushes toward Christmas with noise and consumerism, the church encourages us to slow down, breathe, listen, and create space for the quietly coming Christ who changes everything.
In the church calendar, Advent signifies both an end and a beginning. It concludes the old year of grace and ushers in a new one. It beckons us to live with hope—hope grounded not in wishful thinking but in the firm promise that God is with us and love will ultimately prevail.
Between the remembrance of All Saints’ and the anticipation of Advent lies a profound truth: we exist between memory and hope. We honor the saints and the God who sustained them, and we look forward with eager anticipation to the coming of Christ—at Bethlehem, in believers’ hearts, and in the renewal of all creation.
Living between memory and hope involves balancing gratitude and longing. We give thanks for what God has done and remain receptive to what God is yet to do. We honor the past without dwelling there; we look ahead without rushing. Instead, we live faithfully today, trusting that God’s light continues to guide us through every season.
May this November bring us gentle gratitude and joyful expectation: grateful for the saints guiding us, and hopeful for the Savior walking beside us. May our remembrance deepen faith, and our waiting renew hope.
Grace and Peace,
Premkumar Immanuel Clement




Thank you, friends. Thank you for four years of good ministry, living out the gospel together as the body of Christ in this place. What a joy it has been to be your pastor!
Just this past week, the Council of Bishops of the United Methodist Church shared a Guiding Vision for the church, a new statement of current understanding of who we are called to be.
They say that if March comes in like a lion, it will go out like a lamb, or vice-versa. A prediction about the unpredictability of weather, or a way to say that the transition from winter to spring is seldom directly linear. Two days of beautiful days in the 60s followed by a week of snow and cold rain. Crocuses peeking out into sunshine and then enough wind to send branches careening across the yard. Lent is a little like that as well. It’s offered to us as a solemn and penitential time, an opportunity to sharpen our prayer discipline and to practice self-examination and confession. Then the lectionary gives us some of scripture’s most wonderful and loving texts, as unpenitential as possible. Isaiah proclaims, ‘Come, buy wine and milk without money and without price!’ God’s love invites all to come and enjoy! Jesus tells the story of a man with two sons, both of whom he loves deeply and unconditionally. Joy and love and grace abound week after week, until we come to Jesus’ arrival in Jerusalem. Then there’s a quick reversal and we hear about confusion and anger and betrayal and torture and pain and death. All of it grounded in the foundational truth of the Easter joy that’s on the way.
I’m here and I’m not here. The bishop has informed that I’ll be serving on Long Island come July. Yet I’m still here in Delhi, in the midst of almost spring, a place where I like to be. March will be a wonderful month at The United Ministry of Delhi. We’ll welcome new members, baptize a couple of cute kids and their mom, begin Lent together on Ash Wednesday, serve hot cocoa to the town at the parade, and share boxes of food with our neighbors. That’s in addition to our regular ministries of regular worship with great music, Kids’ Club, Bible study, the Bill Cash Memorial Food Pantry, Play School, Casual Café, and Men’s Coffee on Tuesdays. There will be meetings with thoughtful discussion and reports on how we’re making progress on long-term projects and administration.
I just started taking a class on United Methodist Polity and Doctrine. The class is offered by Drew University in Madison, New Jersey, and I attend on Zoom, as does half of the class of about sixteen people. We introduced ourselves Tuesday morning, and just meeting all the students did my heart a world of good. There are students preparing for the United Methodist ministry who come from Lancaster, Pennsylvania and from Kinshasa in the Democratic Republic of the Congo. In fact, there are three students from the DRC, three more from Nigeria, and three from South Korea. And another from China. Three cheers for Google maps; each student was able to show us where they lived, in their neighborhood, with the help of Google maps. All the students are part of the United Methodist Church, and a few of them are hoping to eventually be ordained and serve in the New York Annual Conference. The three hours I drive to see my dad and brother in the home I grew up in doesn’t seem all that far away after all. And it’s so exciting to be reminded that there are healthy churches all over the world who are proclaiming and living the love and grace of the gospel of Jesus Christ. Churches that have been open enough to the work of the Holy Spirit that young people there have heard a call to ministry. Which tells me that the rest of the people in these churches live out Christ’s love in their own work and life, just as people here in Delhi, and across our conference, do. It’s a powerful thing, this gospel we proclaim. Jesus’ call to claim the peace and the joy, the justice and the power of the Spirit to transform the world is compelling.