We are a congregation
intent on breathing in,
new disciplines, new practices
to be sure; but
aren’t we ready,
ready to breath out
Immersed in the word,
in worship, in study,
finding new faith,
in prayer, in the pews
in the mystery of communion
world religions,
in Adven-tures,
in disciple study
Ready now, to seek other work
to open our doors, yes,
to others, to welcome the visitors,
make them family
But we need to go out there
when we open the doors,
not put a banner
on the back of the building,
by the entrance,
hidden from the main road
We need to walk out in the community
in search of souls ready for our welcome
ready to join us, ready to hear
the Good News
we have breathed in
ready to breath out
His love, his saving grace
February 21, 2007 13:09
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