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Call to Worship
Led by Greg and Carla Freeman
One: O God of All Bodies, of those made of flesh and those
made of stars,
All: of those with fins, fur, or feathers, and those of
minerals and weather.
One: O God of All Bounty, of leaves and seas, of space and sky, we come to you as many.
All: We come as part of you, present and ready.
One: As the inhale rises and the exhale releases, we come as one full breath.
All: With some of us coming up for air for the first time
this week, this month, this year.
One: Some of us laying down a weight, a moment, a grief, a
fear.
All: Just as the universe expands and contracts, we
gather here with all our comings and goings,
One: to worship the One of Cosmic Circulation and Spirals,
leaving Your mark
All: in galaxies, in fingerprints, in a snail shell sitting on a billion-year-old rock. Amen.
Singing Our Faith ~ The Garden Song
Inch by inch, row by row,
Gonna make this garden grow,
All it takes is a rake and a hoe
And a piece of fertile ground.
Inch by inch, row by row, someone
Bless these seeds I sow,
Someone warm them from below
‘Til the rain comes tumbling down.
Pulling weeds and picking stones,
we are made of dreams and bones,
Feel the need to grow my own
‘cause the time is close at hand.
Grain for grain, sun and rain,
Find my way in nature’s chain.
Tune my body and my brain
To the music from the land.
Plant your rows straight and long
Temper them with prayer and song
Mother Earth will make you strong
If you give her love and care
Old crow watchin’ hungerly
From his perch in yonder tree
In my garden I’m as free
As that feathered thief up there
Inch by inch, row by row,
Gonna make this garden grow,
All it takes is a rake and a hoe
And a piece of fertile ground.
Inch by inch, row by row, someone
Bless these seeds I sow,
Someone warm them from below
‘Til the rain comes tumbling down.
Opening Prayer ~
Shared by Pastor Ken
Chimes Call Us To The Word About Life
Word About Life ~ Laughter Medicine
Offered by Dr. Rev. Patricia StandTal Clarke
“When I Think About Myself”
by Mary Angelou
When I think about myself,
I almost laugh myself to death,
My life has been one great big joke,
A dance that’s walked
A song that’s spoke,
I laugh so hard I almost choke
When I think about myself.
Sixty years in these folk’s world
The child I works for calls me girl
I say “Yes m’am” for working’s sake.
Too proud to bend, too poor to break,
I laugh until my stomach ache,
When I think about myself.
My folks can make me split my side,
I laughed so hard I nearly died,
The tales they tell, sound just like lying,
They grow the fruit, but eat the rind,
I laugh until I start to crying,
When I think about my folks.
Celebrations For the Deep Goodness of Life
Led by Pastor Ken
This is our time to share the celebrations of our lives: birthdays, anniversaries, words of kindness and works of peace and justice.
Music for Thinking of You Cards
Shared by Tanner Bayles
Invitation to Give ~
Shared by Greg and Carla Freeman
Let our gratitude for life be expressed in our generosity.
Let our faith be expressed in good causes.
Let our belief in the future find full expression
in our daily attitude of mind.
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