This Sunday: Epiphany and Christ for our times.
Light can be glaring, and hard to take in. So much power.
Join us Sunday, for this season of light and revelation. Maybe prepare a bit in advance by reading these lines the Jackson Brown song Looking East. The Mostly righteous will be bring it to worship, and it’s fueling Susan’s reflection. Does it fuel yours too?
Looking East Jackson Browne
Standing in the ocean with the sun burning low in the west
Like a fire in the cavernous darkness at the heart of the beast
With my beliefs and possessions, stopped at the frontier in my chest
At the edge of my country, my back to the sea, looking east
Where the search for the truth is conducted with a wink and a nod
And where power and position are equated with the grace of God
These times are famine for the soul while for the senses it's a feast
From the edge of my country, as far as you see, looking east
Hunger in the midnight, hunger at the stroke of noon
Hunger in the mansion, hunger in the rented room
Hunger on the TV, hunger on the printed page
And there's a God-sized hunger underneath the laughing and the rage
In the absence of light
And the deepening night
Where I wait for the sun
Looking east
