Sunday, July 5, 2020

Meet Pastor Katie for a coffee chat over Zoom this Sunday, July 5, from 9-9:45 a.m. Drop in anytime to say hello! Click here to join. ( Meeting ID is 852 0948 6375 and password is 4111.)

Upper Rooms for July/August are available at the front doors of the church. Feel free to stop by and pick up a copy for yourself and one to share with a friend.

Crackers and fruit cups are an ongoing need as we continue to support at risk children and older adults in conjunction with the food bank. There is a large bin by the front doors of the church for your donations. Thank you for faithful commitment to support this mission.

Our next “car church” will be next Sunday, July 12, and will include the option of lawn seating for those who feel comfortable being outside their cars. Please bring your own blanket/chairs. We will continue to honor social distancing. Service will begin at 9 am, weather permitting. Bring your own communion supplies too.

"America the Beautiful"
Darlene Skinner, piano and Luke Arno, sax

Set a timer for 5 minutes and use a breath prayer.
On the inhale, mentally say: “There is no One...”
On the exhale: " the Lord."
OPENING WORD (Psalm 145)

The Lord is gracious and compassionate,
  slow to anger and rich in love.
The Lord is good to all;
  he has compassion on all he has made.
All your works praise you, Lord;
  your faithful people extol you.
They tell of the glory of your kingdom
  and speak of your might,
so that all people may know of your mighty acts
  and the glorious splendor of your kingdom.
Your kingdom is an everlasting kingdom,
  and your dominion endures through all generations.
The Lord is trustworthy in all he promises
  and faithful in all he does.
The Lord upholds all who fall
  and lifts up all who are bowed down.

"This Is My Song"
Torin Wright & Darlene Skinner
This is my song, O God of all the nations,
a song of peace for lands afar and mine.
This is my home, the country where my heart is;
here are my hopes, my dreams, my holy shrine;
but other hearts in other lands are beating
with hopes and dreams as true and high as mine.

My country's skies are bluer than the ocean,
and sunlight beams on clover leaf and pine;
but other lands have sunlight too, and clover,
and skies are everywhere as blue as mine.
O hear my song, thou God of all the nations,
a song of peace for their land and for mine.

This is my prayer, O Lord of all earth's kingdoms:
Thy kingdom come; on earth thy will be done.
Let Christ be lifted up till all shall serve him,
and hearts united learn to live as one.
O hear my prayer, thou God of all the nations;
myself I give thee; let thy will be done.

"Patriotic Freedom Medley"
Darlene Skinner, piano and Luke Arno, sax

Out of gratitude for all God has given us, we respond by giving back to God’s world around us. Click here to offer your talents toward building up our community, and also consider giving financially online or by mailing a check to the church.

"23rd Psalm"
Composed & Performed by Connections Guitarist, Winslow Stillman

1 Samuel 1:1-18

There was a certain man of Ramathaim, a Zuphite[ a ] from the hill country of Ephraim, whose name was Elkanah son of Jeroham son of Elihu son of Tohu son of Zuph, an Ephraimite. He had two wives; the name of the one was Hannah, and the name of the other Peninnah. Peninnah had children, but Hannah had no children.
Now this man used to go up year by year from his town to worship and to sacrifice to the Lord of hosts at Shiloh, where the two sons of Eli, Hophni and Phinehas, were priests of the Lord. On the day when Elkanah sacrificed, he would give portions to his wife Peninnah and to all her sons and daughters; but to Hannah he gave a double portion, because he loved her, though the Lord had closed her womb. Her rival used to provoke her severely, to irritate her, because the Lord had closed her womb. So it went on year by year; as often as she went up to the house of the Lord, she used to provoke her. Therefore Hannah wept and would not eat. Her husband Elkanah said to her, “Hannah, why do you weep? Why do you not eat? Why is your heart sad? Am I not more to you than ten sons?” After they had eaten and drunk at Shiloh, Hannah rose and presented herself before the Lord. Now Eli the priest was sitting on the seat beside the doorpost of the temple of the Lord. She was deeply distressed and prayed to the Lord, and wept bitterly. She made this vow: “O Lord of hosts, if only you will look on the misery of your servant, and remember me, and not forget your servant, but will give to your servant a male child, then I will set him before you as a nazirite until the day of his death. He shall drink neither wine nor intoxicants, and no razor shall touch his head.”
As she continued praying before the Lord, Eli observed her mouth. Hannah was praying silently; only her lips moved, but her voice was not heard; therefore Eli thought she was drunk. So Eli said to her, “How long will you make a drunken spectacle of yourself? Put away your wine.” But Hannah answered, “No, my lord, I am a woman deeply troubled; I have drunk neither wine nor strong drink, but I have been pouring out my soul before the Lord. Do not regard your servant as a worthless woman, for I have been speaking out of my great anxiety and vexation all this time.” Then Eli answered, “Go in peace; the God of Israel grant the petition you have made to him.” And she said, “Let your servant find favor in your sight.” Then the woman went to her quarters, ate and drank with her husband, and her countenance was sad no longer.


"Hannah's Child: Praying Through Clenched Teeth"
by Pastor David

Today we begin a new sermon series that explores the life of the prophet Samuel—the last judge of Israel. Throughout the course of his life, Samuel had the power to both make and break kings. Samuel’s birth was a miracle, his life was an adventure, and his voice still speaks to us today. Join us this July as we look again at the amazing story of Hannah’s child.

"The Battle Hymn of the Republic"
Torin Wright & Darlene Skinner
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored.
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword;
His truth is marching on.

Glory, glory, Hallelujah! Glory, glory, Hallelujah!
Glory, glory, Hallelujah! His truth is marching on.

I have seen him in the watch fires of a hundred circling camps,
They have builded him an altar in the evening dews and damps;
I can read his righteous sentence by his dim and flaring lamps;
His day is marching on.

He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men before his judgement seat;
O be swift, my soul, to answer him; be jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on!

Glory, glory, Hallelujah! Glory, glory, Hallelujah!
Glory, glory, Hallelujah! His truth is marching on.

In the beauty of the lilies, Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in his bosom that transfigures you and me;
As he died to make men holy, let us die to make men free,
While God is marching on!

He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave,
He is wisdom to the mighty, he is honor to the brave;
So the world shall be his footstool, and the soul of wrong his slave.
Our God is marching on!

Glory, glory, Hallelujah! Glory, glory, Hallelujah!
Glory, glory, Hallelujah! His truth is marching on.
Almighty God, you rule all the peoples of the earth.
Inspire the minds of all women and men to whom you have committed
the responsibility of government and leadership
in the nations of the world.
Give to them the vision of truth and justice,
that by their counsel all nations and peoples may work together.
Give to the people of our country
zeal for justice and strength of forbearance,
that we may use our liberty in accordance with your gracious will.
Forgive our shortcomings as a nation;
purify our hearts to see and love the truth.
We pray all these things through Jesus Christ. Amen.

(Andy Langford, U.S.A., 20th century.)
Anton Leinweber (German, 1845–1921)
Hannah brings Samuel to Eli. c. 1915