God, you have blessed us with many riches—our minds, bodies, and spirit—–parents, friends, children, our lovely animals, and an amazing green and blue planet abounding with life—
What are we to do we do with this bounty?
How should we live? And what can we leave behind?
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Oh winter coldness covering our land with a thick blanket of snow.
The snow glows white, the snow glistens – A beautiful sight.
Encourage us to breath in the winter sun. It is not hot but warm.
Oh winter coldness chilling our bones
As things are dormant and cannot grow beneath the winter snow
Keep our hearts warm
And keep us dreaming by the fire
Let our love be a beacon in the night and our words be a shining light.
Continue reading “February 15, 2015 – J. Elliott”
Great Spirit, one Sunday here in this sanctuary we collectively spoke some words by Lao Tse written over twenty-six hundred years ago. These words are a guide, a way to process events in the world and at home. Lao tse wrote:
If there is to be peace in the world,
There must be peace in the nations.
If there is to be peace in the nations,
Continue reading “February 8, 2014 – K. Woll”
To my spiritual handrail
Don’t let me fall as I go down the steps of life. Each step for me has a memory of friends, loves, strengths and weaknesses, modest contributions and modest failures. I turn around and look up at that landing above. It always was a fantasy in itself. Now it proclaims, delusional as always, “This is it. No higher shall you go!” But there you are at my side something I can hold on to. Something upon which I can fix my grasp. I never thought I would see you as a friend but you are.
God of many names, of many religions, draw near and hear our prayers.
We need your help. It is hard to keep our faith when the news is full of violence and suffering.
We see hurt that turns into anger,
Anger that turns into fear,
Fear that turns into judgment
And judgment that hardens and turns into rage and violence
Continue reading “January 18, 2015 – B. Wells”
Dear God thanks for listening again:
As You know I pretty much need help with the same things. But You have been polite about it. Thank You
There is one area which all of us eventually will face and need Your help.
Life does not go on forever and death is part of it as much as birth. The spring we enjoy is the flowing and growing of time but later as the days slow down, an ebb will occur. Some fight this. Sadly many of my colleagues have made it possible to prolong the agony as if any kind of life, no matter how cruel, is better than death. Death becomes as Yeats said: ‘man’s creation” when it really belongs to You. Some think, like the “Material Girl”, that the richer we make ourselves- the more immortal we become.
Continue reading “January 11, 2015 – D. Bienfang”
Spirit of many names, join us as we gather here in prayer
Its our first Sunday in a new year. All around the world all people are marking the beginning of a new cycle. Different cultures celebrate at different times. For us, the year is 2,015 and the year began a few days ago. In the Jewish calendar the year is 5,775, and the year began in September. In China we are in year 4,712, and the next year begins in about a month. There are many more examples, and these remind us that so many things separate us. Not just calendars, but language, traditions, customs, even the names we give you, the god before whom we pray.
Continue reading “January 4, 2015 – B. Wells”
“Hello darkness my old friend. I’ve come to talk with you again”
We are entering a time of the year when the days are short. The sun is a spark that is hung thin between the darkness.
The celebration of the winter solstice.
“Solstice” comes from two Latin words: sol meaning “sun” and sistere meaning “to stand still”. Throughout history, celebrating the solstice has been a way to renew connections with each other and heightened awareness of ourselves. The solstice reminds us that our lives are always renewing and helps us to spend more time listening, watching, and honoring the slower, quieter rhythm of the season.
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To the spirit that is in us
and all around us, we pray.
I don’t know what the soul is but I think I know what it likes.
The soul likes quiet. In a world full of noise, silence can feel holy.
The soul likes sound. Music, a whisper, voices raised in celebration.
It likes to be surprised.
On a walk across a frozen field, a flock of birds appears, streaks across the sky and is gone just as suddenly. Is it my heart or the soul that soars also?
Continue reading “December 7, 2014 – B. O’Neil”