Lord, Spirit of life,
We commemorate the sesquicentennial anniversary of the end of the Civil War by remembering the three quarters of a million who perished, recalling that on Good Friday a hundred and fifty years ago, a war-weary Abraham and a mournful Mary took a buggy ride in April’s afternoon sunshine and promised to repair a relationship strained by four years of war and the deaths of two of their children.
They looked forward to a play that evening, a comedy that a Confederate insurgent would turn into a national tragedy.
We are grateful for the sacrifices of so many that gave birth to a new order of civic life that we too often take for granted.
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Lord, we are here once again in our ever-changing quest for meaning and understanding
We are called with the ringing of bells
to the comfort of this transcendent space
to the warmth of a community of fellow travelers
in an individual and collective search for that which is greater than us
We are driven by an innate spirit that draws us inward while pushing us outward to see the spirit in all living things, stripping away our sense exceptionalism by asking us to embrace the specialness of all.
Let us celebrate the on-the-calendar arrival of spring by not forgetting the beauty of winter or its lessons:
downhill glee of children, and the
start of March Madness
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I am sorry I haven’t been in touch lately. It seems I am always too busy with my everyday life to talk with you. This week I had to take my cat for a grooming appointment, I visited my niece at the rehab hospital and then I spent a couple of hours at the dentist getting a crown.
But I have missed you, God. I have something on my mind that is troubling me and I know that you have always been a good listener.
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We enter into March, the month which balances extremes: equal days and nights, winter and spring, the beauty of the last snow and first flowers, and the ugliness of mud and grey slush. March is the month of contradictions. EO Wilson has written that human evolution has produced a creature which is inherently a contradiction. Humans have survived because of the traits which contribute to selfishness: determination, ambition, competition, and aggression, but also because of the traits which allowed survival of the group: caring, loyalty, and sacrifice of self for others, and the positive emotions of faith, hope, and love.
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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.
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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,
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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
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