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Poetry Potluck – July 19, 2020

Welcome! This morning's service is a Poetry Potluck - in which you are all invited to join the feast by bringing your favorite dish - in this case poetry - and sharing the poetic nutrition that feeds us - feeds our sense of wonder and mystery, feeds our soul, feeds our sense of shared community: sacred and profane, moving us to tears or making us laugh. Robert Frost wrote that great poetry “begins as a lump in the throat . . a homesickness, a lovesickness.” Poetry stirs something you can’t...

In the Interim – 12/6/2019

And so, December comes! Our Christian neighbors and friends have begun their celebration of Advent, the beginning of a new liturgical year, a season of waiting for the arrival of baby Jesus, born again in old stories and anew in hearts and minds. Meanwhile, as the darkness of winter deepens, we all wait for the return of the sun’s light. Everything about the natural world at this time of year in the northern hemisphere seems to say to us, “Slow down!” The dark, the cold, the snow, the ice, all...

“We Remember Them” by Rev. Wendy L. Bell – October 27, 2019

Last year, at just about this point in late October, my mom found herself first, in the hospital, and then in rehab, recovering from pneumonia. She was there for quite some time and, as any of you who have spent much time in medical facilities know, it can be hard to sleep in such places. One night on the phone she recounted for me a dream that she had been having; that is, she’d had it more than once. She described herself has having been half asleep, or rather that she couldn’t tell if she...

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