Unto All the Inhabitants Thereof
Our worship theme for the month of June is, as Kurt said, the Practice of Freedom. So, I’m going to need you all to return here at 4:00 this afternoon, and then at 11:00 and 4:00 again tomorrow, and for each of the 28 days after that, so we can begin to scratch the surface.
Reveling in the Darkness
In a poem, we sometimes read on Christmas Eve, Carl Sandburg asks
Shall we look up now at stars in Winter
And call them always sweeter friends
Because this story of a Mother and a Child
Never is told with the stars left out?
Waiting to See We Drank Our Fill
Perhaps you remember a scene in the movie Baby Boom. It’s one that often comes to my mind at Water Ceremony time. The former New Yorker, not yet adjusted to life on her rural Vermont homestead, is told that her well is dry.
Why a Flaming Chalice?
Upstairs in Phillippa’s Place this morning Megan and our children are having a lesson about symbols and making chalices for the children to bring home with them. I remember a similar lesson from my Sunday School days. The mimeographed symbol sheets included religious and international symbols–Red Cross, the peace symbol, a cross, the Star of David, the then quite recognizable logo from a now defunct local grocery store chain