The Children’s Sunday Service, this year, was a wonderful event filled with smiles and fun! Our 4th graders, Sophia O’Neil and Nicholas Turilli received their first Bibles from the church, and Nicholas Bergeron and Christopher Newton, our 10th graders, received confirmation! Click on any picture to see a bigger version. Photo credits: Robin Turilli (RT) and […]
… if we want you to be here so badly, why are we always frowning and telling you to hush?
Why?
Well, there’s a good reason for this. The best reason there is…
I wonder what is going to happen? When we think about time, we tend to imagine it as a line. We imagine a line that starts with our birth, way back behind us, moves up to the present moment, and then extends out into the future in front of us. Our language reinforces this idea: we say things like, “back, when I was a kid…” or “I’m really looking forward to Christmas…”But there is something strange about this idea…
Autumn Sonnet #3 By May Sarton I wake to gentle mist over the meadow The chilling atmosphere before sunrise Where half my world lies still asleep in shadow And half is touched awake as if by eyes. Sparse yellow leaves high in the air are struck To sudden flame as the first rays break […]
God has an intention for us.
But this intention is not perfectly defined for us. This intention contains mystery. It contains the invisible fifteenth stone.
Summer Kitchen by Donald Hall In June’s high light she stood at the sink With a glass of wine, And listened for the bobolink, And crushed garlic in late sunshine. I watched her cooking, from my chair. She pressed her lips Together, reached for kitchenware, And tasted sauce from her fingertips. “It’s ready now. Come on,” […]
…the “Tangerine-of-future-plans” is a common Tangerine. It is by far the most common kind of Tangerine. But a “Tangerine-of-now” is a rare and wonderful tangerine. It is the holy tangerine.
His Claim Mark Koyama The sky darkened. We stood under the trees—my boy only nine years old— the yellow slicker and blue rubber boots of his childhood, bright, like a fragment of sun left behind at the edge […]
Christianity, like all religions, quite easily becomes a tool for the powerful – but when this happens it is no longer Christianity – it is something else – a form of idolatry.
The essence of Christianity is not power. It is love.
