What if the impossible happened, and on a regular day you encountered things you never could have imagined in your wildest dreams? What response would your experience spark in you? (NO AUDIO AVAILABLE–LAURA)
What if the impossible happened, and on a regular day you encountered things you never could have imagined in your wildest dreams? What response would your experience spark in you? (NO AUDIO AVAILABLE–LAURA)
Peter H. Reynolds the author of “The Dot” says, “It is sad to see kids (even grown-up children) creative energy slowing down, being packed away. I am convinced it’s because they learn early that there are ‘rules’ to follow. But when it comes to expressing yourself, you can change the rules, stretch them, or ignore them and dive headfirst into the unknown.
In this time of year when many are holding themselves accountable to some often outrageous new years resolutions, it may make more sense to take it easy on yourself. Instead of setting numbers-oriented goals, like pounds lost, miles run or books read, try setting a different goal: doing something with the hope of being just good enough to enjoy it. Imagine the…
(With guest musician Lucy Carney)
(With guest musician Pamela Schenk) Introduction to Our New Joys and Cares Ritual One of the things I’ve always found kind of sad about the candles we light on Sundays to make manifest our joys and cares is that at the end of the service, we just kind of blow them out. When I do it, I try to do it reverentially,…
Monthly Theme: Being Mortal Call to Worship Rev. Denis Letourneau Paul You’ve got a lot going on in your life.Your days are filled with challenges that feel like they will drag you down into a deep dark pit of despairYour days are filled with tasks Soaked with obligation Like homework and deskwork and emails and billsThat seem to keep getting put on top of…
Reflection “Letting Go,” Rev Denis Paul When I was little, my siblings and I didn’t get candy for Easter. Oh, we got an Easter basket, complete with plastic grass and even some dyed hardboiled eggs, but no candy. The basket was mostly filled with little toys, things like Silly Putty, yo-yos, magnetic board games for long car rides, that kind of thing.…
Reading “And a side of fried okra, please…” by Patricia Smith How’s this for poetic inspiration? At about 3 a.m., when I should have been snoozing contentedly, dreaming stanzas, I was in the back seat of a cab hurtling toward Gladys Knight’s Chicken & Waffles because- I’m in Atlanta, where they fry everything but chairs. I’ve always been fascinated by the pairings-hot,…