A Message From The PastorS Desk
Are you saved?
All this talk of saving souls,
Souls weren't meant to save,
Like Sunday clothes
That give out at the seams.
They're made for wear;
They come with a lifetime guarantee.
Don't save your soul.
Pour it out like rain
On cracked, parched earth.
Give your soul away,
Or pass it like a candle flame.
Sing it out,
Or laugh it up the wind.
Souls were meant for hearing
Breaking hearts, for puzzling dreams,
Remembering August flowers,
These folk who talk of saving souls!
They have the look of bullies
Who blow out candles before you
Sing happy birthday,
And want the world to be in alphabetical order.
I will spend my soul
Playing it out like sticky string
Into the world...
So I can catch every last thing I touch.
Next time someone asks, "Is your soul saved?"
Say, "No, it's spent, spent, spent!"
--by Linder Unders
Susan, Roger and Harriet
Rev. Roger Dart: 847-274-2626; email@example.com
Rev. Harriet Dart: 847-370-2088; firstname.lastname@example.org
Rev. Susan Martersteck: 847-977-2765; email@example.com
Schedule of Pastoral Worship Leaders for January
January 13 A Good Parting Kent
January 20 Extravagant Sign Susan
January 27 Good News, Good Ways Harriet Annual Meeting