For his friend,
he wept
for the sisters, unable to believe in full
he wept
for the community
who did not see who he was
he wept
for the leaders beholden to the law
he wept
for this mortal coil,
he wept
But for us, he healed,
he taught, he lived,
he died
and he rose again
And for that,
we weep, tears of shame,
tears of joy
March 1, 2008
John 11:1-45
Saturday, March 01, 2008
Tears of the Savior
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Gaining Sight
Born blind,
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Becoming Blind
In a reversal of fortune
a transformation of the world, of order
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becoming blind
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The Limits of Their Faith
If only, you had been here,
you could have healed him,
stopped him from dying.
Such was the limits of their faith
believing in the finite, the human
saving of the Lord;
not perceiving, understanding
His true nature
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the living God with us
He bore witness to His power
when he called him from the grave.
“Rise Lazarus!”
Be my proof, to loose
the bounds of their faith
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you could have healed him,
stopped him from dying.
Such was the limits of their faith
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“Rise Lazarus!”
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Raising the Dead
Jesus wept, for the friend
who died, he let die,
the friend, who was to be an example,
a proof of his power,
his power over death
Raising the dead,
the Son revealing himself
the Immanuel,
God with us; but human
in the pain he shared
at the death of his friend
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who died, he let die,
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Raising the dead,
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Healing a Family
A brother, dead, in the tomb
healing his body; but their faith
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these friends of his,
using them to prove God’s truth
the power of the Son
to heal far more
than a broken body
Healing the sisters, the brother
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healing his body; but their faith
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using them to prove God’s truth
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than a broken body
Healing the sisters, the brother
bringing healing
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The Light on the Snow
Suddenly, vivid bright light
illuminating the thinning clouds
milky sky, radiating light
burning through the overcast
the fog of the day, after the storm
the snow vibrating, reflecting, refracting
the light descending upon it
lighting the day beyond the light
streaming through the sky
bright shimmering light
warming the day
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illuminating the thinning clouds
milky sky, radiating light
burning through the overcast
the fog of the day, after the storm
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the light descending upon it
lighting the day beyond the light
streaming through the sky
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warming the day
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Who Was Blind
A healing, a transformation,
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changing, reversing,
turning the order upside down
a healing and a revelation
of who was blind
The elders, the law,
too rigid, not seeing
the reality of the fulfillment
the Son of God
in their very midst
speaking to them.
Denying his presence,
His miracle
of God,
for His purposes.
Changing hearts
which can see
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a revelation of the essence
the ministry of our Lord
changing, reversing,
turning the order upside down
a healing and a revelation
of who was blind
The elders, the law,
too rigid, not seeing
the reality of the fulfillment
the Son of God
in their very midst
speaking to them.
Denying his presence,
His miracle
of God,
for His purposes.
Changing hearts
which can see
March 1, 2008
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A Branch Falls in the Wintry Wood
A Soul Set Free
A new and perfect body
has entered into paradise
a soul has left this struggle
and entered eternal rest
a life has ceases its moral beating
and heaven has gained a saint
for a faithful disciple
has been set free
and has joined eternity
March 1, 2008
has entered into paradise
a soul has left this struggle
and entered eternal rest
a life has ceases its moral beating
and heaven has gained a saint
for a faithful disciple
has been set free
and has joined eternity
March 1, 2008
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Friday, February 29, 2008
Tracks in the Snow
Out in the woods
in the city,
tracks in the snow
marking the territory
of the many denizens
of this wild place
fishers, voles,
rabbits, along with the
more domestic members
of the canine family
February 29, 2008
in the city,
tracks in the snow
marking the territory
of the many denizens
of this wild place
fishers, voles,
rabbits, along with the
more domestic members
of the canine family
February 29, 2008
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With My Heart
I believe, in the Christ,
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Not my analytical head,
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Not my analytical head,
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but in the word of God
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On a Walk in Livingston Park - 2/28/08
Thursday, February 28, 2008
At the Table
At the table He gathered
with his disciples,
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Redeemed them, instructed them
brought wholeness, holinesses
in the breaking of bread,
the communal meal
The sharing of himself with us
in simple elements
revealing to us all
at the table,
we all share
February 28, 2008
Walk to Emmaus,
dinner with Zacchaeus,
in the feeding of the 5,000,
in the meals with the disciples, and
in the Last Supper
with his disciples,
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Redeemed them, instructed them
brought wholeness, holinesses
in the breaking of bread,
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The sharing of himself with us
in simple elements
revealing to us all
at the table,
we all share
February 28, 2008
Walk to Emmaus,
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in the feeding of the 5,000,
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At Table
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The body of Christ,
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Woven Together
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Precious Threads
Like precious threads, woven together
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so is the church, the body of Christ
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fall into the loom of the master artist
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and become the precious thread
we were meant to be
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into the image of God
here and now, in this world
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Walk to Emmaus
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A Fog of Grace
Like a deep rich fog
so is the grace of God
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so close it reaches for us
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grasp the gossamer
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Forevermore
Being His disciples
Witnesses throughout the World
The hands, the feet, the voice of God
in this broken and troubled earth
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Give God Our Hands
Oh, Give God our hands,
out feet, our voices, our love
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Give God Our Minds
Out of love, reverence,
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we give God our minds,
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In time spent studying,
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in faith and in hope,
turning our lives to God,
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but some stories, told well
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February 27, 2008
Turning to God
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February 26, 2007
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VALENTINE - by Erica Berberena
Valentine you are special
And in every way
Love is your answer
Every Valentine’s Day
Never will I leave you,
Tell you that you’re not beautiful
In any way you’ll always be my valentine
No one will take you
Every Valentine’s Day
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February 2008
And in every way
Love is your answer
Every Valentine’s Day
Never will I leave you,
Tell you that you’re not beautiful
In any way you’ll always be my valentine
No one will take you
Every Valentine’s Day
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February 2008
In Community
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Sermon - "Life's Waters", given by Pastor Ruth L. Foss, Sanbornville United Methodist Church, Wakefield, NH, February 24, 2008
John 4:5-42
Well…here we are at the 3rd week of Lent. We are one more week closer to that day we are all looking forward to. The day that our Lord and Savior is victorious over sin and death . . . the day that He rises from the tomb to offer us a new life of reconciliation and redemption…the day that we are able to once more have a right relationship with our Creator God . . . as it was in the Garden so long ago. Last time I was here . . . I was talking about the time of Lent and how it should be not just a season but something we do every day of our lives. I talked about how to Lent…or to live a life of Lent…means accepting boundaries . . . the wise boundaries . . . that God has set before us. Boundaries that keep us safe...under His protective wings of love. Something that Adam and Eve didn’t do. Well . . . in reading my Daily Devotional, The Upper Room Disciplines, I learned another way to live a life to Lent. To Lent also means to learn to be an ambassador for Christ, to point away from ourselves to learn what God has done for us in Jesus.
In the Luke passage we read this morning…we read about how when Jesus was sitting by the well…a Samaritan woman came to draw water from the well. When she came to the well…Jesus asked her for a drink. Well…the woman’s first answer to Him made me stop and think…to ponder on what was really going on in this “scene”.
OK…so let’ try to play C.S.I. here (I get to be Grissom…he’s my favorite character on the show and I like his style!)…here is Jesus sitting by the well…along comes a woman. Not just a woman but a “Samaritan woman”…and Jesus starts talking to her. This woman seems almost astonished…bewildered…that Jesus is even talking to her. OK…freeze frame…Why would this woman be so surprised that Jesus would even talk with her? Well…one reason is that Jesus was a Jew and Jew’s did not like Samaritan’s. The breach between Jews and Samaritans can be traced to the Assyrian occupation of No. Palestine. The source of the Feud between them was a dispute about the correct location of the cultic center. The Samaritans built their shrine on Mt. Gerizim and claimed that this was the proper place to worship not the Jerusalem Temple. WOW…things don’t really change do they? We as a society still struggle with the “my way is right and yours is wrong and if you don’t agree with me then there is something wrong with you”…Or how about…”your different from me so there must be something wrong with you…you are nothing but an outcast.” I don’t know if history is repeating or if we are still living the same history and just haven’t learned yet.
OK…in order to get the real feel for this scene…let’s fast forward to when the disciples show up on the scene. They come to the well and see Jesus talking with someone. Not only was He talking to a woman but He was talking to a Samaritan woman (for shame). They may have been thinking “doesn’t He know who He is talking to? Doesn’t He know that this WOMAN was the ENEMY…a SAMARITAN?” But they said nothing…maybe they were afraid of what Jesus’ answer might be. They didn’t want to think that their teacher…their Rabbi…would intentionally do something wrong. OK…Freeze frame…What does this scene tell you? Does it tell you that the disciples still didn’t realize who Jesus was and what His ministry about? Does it tell you that women were not seen in a good light back then…let alone a SAMARITAN woman? Well…what I see here is something that gives me so much hope and joy that I have to share it with you (and anyone else who will listen).
OK…you ready…what I see here is Jesus’ radical ministry. Jesus could have been like all the other teachers…all the other Rabbis…of that time. He could have been only concerned with the righteous…the chosen ones. He could have just walked away and said nothing to this woman. But is that what Jesus did? No…Jesus started the conversation with this woman. Jesus didn’t come for the righteous…the chosen ones. Jesus came for the least…the lost…the forgotten. Jesus came for the outcast and the sinner. Because of Jesus’ ministry…you and I are counted as part of the chosen ones. We are adopted…through our baptism…into the family. And because of our adoption we can come to the throne of Grace and cry out “ABBA FATHER” to our Creator God. Now that’s something to be joyous about! That’s something that I am forever grateful for! That’s something I want to share with those around me so that they too can be part of the family!
Now…let’s take a look at the rest of this radical scene. After Jesus asks her for water and her initial shock is over He starts talking to her about “Living Water”. Now this was not any ordinary water…this water…after you drink it…you will never thirst again. As a matter of fact…this water will cause a spring of water welling up to eternal life. OK…stop scene…what is this water that Jesus is talking about. Water that He gives that will make us never thirst again? Well…we are baptized by water as a rebirth but there is a water that will sustain us…a water that I myself cannot do without. This water is free of charge. This water quenches the thirst of my soul…of my Spirit that is within me. This water is God’s Word…the Living Water.
Living water…what a wonderful gift we have. In life…we have all kinds of water. There is Spring water and tap water, there is plain water and flavored water…Propel Water, Glacier Water and Perrier Water…there is so many kinds of water to quench our physical thirst but only one kind to quench our Spiritual thirst. Baptismal water renews us but it is the living water that sustains us through our life here on earth and it is within this living water that we find eternal life.
OK…roll scene…as Jesus is talking to her…He knows about her whole life without ever meeting her before. Boy…that must have thrown her for a loop. Here is this man she has never met before telling her about the life she has lived. Then…this part I like…as they are talking Jesus tells her that He is the MESSIAH! OK stop right here…Jesus is telling this woman…this outcast from society…that He is the Messiah. I think this may be one of the only times that He says straight out “I am the Messiah you have been waiting for.” He didn’t say this to too many people…but to this outcast He tells all. This again affirms to me Jesus’ mission…His ministry…was for those who were the outcast and down trodden. Of all the people that He could have told, He told this enemy of the Jews who He really was (talk about loving your enemies and your neighbor).
After the woman heard all that Jesus said she left her water jar and went back to the town to tell the people about this man…this Jesus…that she had just met. She left the jar for the water of man and went to tell about this new “Living Water” she had just learned about that was from this Jew she had just met. She left the jar…went running to share…with others…the news about…the Living Water.
I mentioned earlier in my sermon that one way to live a life of Lent is to learn to be an ambassador of Christ, to point away from ourselves to learn what God has done for us in Jesus. This is exactly what this woman did. She pointed away from herself…away from what she needed…which at that time must have been water for herself. She put aside a personal need she had…put aside the hatred she may have been harboring for Jews in general…and went home to exclaim what she had learned from the Messiah. Her living water had welled up in her to the point that she was able to share it with others who were blessed by what she did. She invited them to come and see and hear Jesus for themselves. The story ends with “Many of the Samaritans from that town believed in Him because of the woman’s testimony.” As a matter of fact…their wells were so high that they asked Him to stay with them and because of His words many more became believers. They had heard for themselves this man called Jesus and realized “that this man really is the Savior of the world.”
WE need to be like the Samaritan woman. We need to set aside self…set aside our fears…set aside our differences so that we can make a difference in the lives of those around us. We need to shout it from the roof tops that we are joyful for our redemption. We need to revitalize the water within us with the Living Word…this life giving…life changing water…so that it can well up in us too and pour out to those who are in need. We need to invite those who need this change to hear the Living Word of God so that they too may believe because they heard it for themselves not just our testimony.
How high is the water in your life? Is it welling up within you, waiting to be poured out as a libation to others? What’s stopping you? I know some of my own barriers have been thinking that people will think I am strange, they may treat me as an outcast, who would listen to me anyway? I am here to tell you today that there is someone in your life…and mine…that needs to hear the Good News today. Someone needs to have this eternal life giving water poured out on them. How will you respond to the Spirits calling? Don’t be afraid of being an outcast. Remember…Jesus came to the sinner…the unrighteous…the outcast to bring them Life…to bring them back to a right relationship with our Creator. To me…being an outcast isn’t so bad…if I wasn’t …I would still be trying to live by the law and failing miserably at it instead of being forgiven and washed as white as snow by the blood of the Lamb…Our Lord Jesus Christ.
AMEN
Well…here we are at the 3rd week of Lent. We are one more week closer to that day we are all looking forward to. The day that our Lord and Savior is victorious over sin and death . . . the day that He rises from the tomb to offer us a new life of reconciliation and redemption…the day that we are able to once more have a right relationship with our Creator God . . . as it was in the Garden so long ago. Last time I was here . . . I was talking about the time of Lent and how it should be not just a season but something we do every day of our lives. I talked about how to Lent…or to live a life of Lent…means accepting boundaries . . . the wise boundaries . . . that God has set before us. Boundaries that keep us safe...under His protective wings of love. Something that Adam and Eve didn’t do. Well . . . in reading my Daily Devotional, The Upper Room Disciplines, I learned another way to live a life to Lent. To Lent also means to learn to be an ambassador for Christ, to point away from ourselves to learn what God has done for us in Jesus.
In the Luke passage we read this morning…we read about how when Jesus was sitting by the well…a Samaritan woman came to draw water from the well. When she came to the well…Jesus asked her for a drink. Well…the woman’s first answer to Him made me stop and think…to ponder on what was really going on in this “scene”.
OK…so let’ try to play C.S.I. here (I get to be Grissom…he’s my favorite character on the show and I like his style!)…here is Jesus sitting by the well…along comes a woman. Not just a woman but a “Samaritan woman”…and Jesus starts talking to her. This woman seems almost astonished…bewildered…that Jesus is even talking to her. OK…freeze frame…Why would this woman be so surprised that Jesus would even talk with her? Well…one reason is that Jesus was a Jew and Jew’s did not like Samaritan’s. The breach between Jews and Samaritans can be traced to the Assyrian occupation of No. Palestine. The source of the Feud between them was a dispute about the correct location of the cultic center. The Samaritans built their shrine on Mt. Gerizim and claimed that this was the proper place to worship not the Jerusalem Temple. WOW…things don’t really change do they? We as a society still struggle with the “my way is right and yours is wrong and if you don’t agree with me then there is something wrong with you”…Or how about…”your different from me so there must be something wrong with you…you are nothing but an outcast.” I don’t know if history is repeating or if we are still living the same history and just haven’t learned yet.
OK…in order to get the real feel for this scene…let’s fast forward to when the disciples show up on the scene. They come to the well and see Jesus talking with someone. Not only was He talking to a woman but He was talking to a Samaritan woman (for shame). They may have been thinking “doesn’t He know who He is talking to? Doesn’t He know that this WOMAN was the ENEMY…a SAMARITAN?” But they said nothing…maybe they were afraid of what Jesus’ answer might be. They didn’t want to think that their teacher…their Rabbi…would intentionally do something wrong. OK…Freeze frame…What does this scene tell you? Does it tell you that the disciples still didn’t realize who Jesus was and what His ministry about? Does it tell you that women were not seen in a good light back then…let alone a SAMARITAN woman? Well…what I see here is something that gives me so much hope and joy that I have to share it with you (and anyone else who will listen).
OK…you ready…what I see here is Jesus’ radical ministry. Jesus could have been like all the other teachers…all the other Rabbis…of that time. He could have been only concerned with the righteous…the chosen ones. He could have just walked away and said nothing to this woman. But is that what Jesus did? No…Jesus started the conversation with this woman. Jesus didn’t come for the righteous…the chosen ones. Jesus came for the least…the lost…the forgotten. Jesus came for the outcast and the sinner. Because of Jesus’ ministry…you and I are counted as part of the chosen ones. We are adopted…through our baptism…into the family. And because of our adoption we can come to the throne of Grace and cry out “ABBA FATHER” to our Creator God. Now that’s something to be joyous about! That’s something that I am forever grateful for! That’s something I want to share with those around me so that they too can be part of the family!
Now…let’s take a look at the rest of this radical scene. After Jesus asks her for water and her initial shock is over He starts talking to her about “Living Water”. Now this was not any ordinary water…this water…after you drink it…you will never thirst again. As a matter of fact…this water will cause a spring of water welling up to eternal life. OK…stop scene…what is this water that Jesus is talking about. Water that He gives that will make us never thirst again? Well…we are baptized by water as a rebirth but there is a water that will sustain us…a water that I myself cannot do without. This water is free of charge. This water quenches the thirst of my soul…of my Spirit that is within me. This water is God’s Word…the Living Water.
Living water…what a wonderful gift we have. In life…we have all kinds of water. There is Spring water and tap water, there is plain water and flavored water…Propel Water, Glacier Water and Perrier Water…there is so many kinds of water to quench our physical thirst but only one kind to quench our Spiritual thirst. Baptismal water renews us but it is the living water that sustains us through our life here on earth and it is within this living water that we find eternal life.
OK…roll scene…as Jesus is talking to her…He knows about her whole life without ever meeting her before. Boy…that must have thrown her for a loop. Here is this man she has never met before telling her about the life she has lived. Then…this part I like…as they are talking Jesus tells her that He is the MESSIAH! OK stop right here…Jesus is telling this woman…this outcast from society…that He is the Messiah. I think this may be one of the only times that He says straight out “I am the Messiah you have been waiting for.” He didn’t say this to too many people…but to this outcast He tells all. This again affirms to me Jesus’ mission…His ministry…was for those who were the outcast and down trodden. Of all the people that He could have told, He told this enemy of the Jews who He really was (talk about loving your enemies and your neighbor).
After the woman heard all that Jesus said she left her water jar and went back to the town to tell the people about this man…this Jesus…that she had just met. She left the jar for the water of man and went to tell about this new “Living Water” she had just learned about that was from this Jew she had just met. She left the jar…went running to share…with others…the news about…the Living Water.
I mentioned earlier in my sermon that one way to live a life of Lent is to learn to be an ambassador of Christ, to point away from ourselves to learn what God has done for us in Jesus. This is exactly what this woman did. She pointed away from herself…away from what she needed…which at that time must have been water for herself. She put aside a personal need she had…put aside the hatred she may have been harboring for Jews in general…and went home to exclaim what she had learned from the Messiah. Her living water had welled up in her to the point that she was able to share it with others who were blessed by what she did. She invited them to come and see and hear Jesus for themselves. The story ends with “Many of the Samaritans from that town believed in Him because of the woman’s testimony.” As a matter of fact…their wells were so high that they asked Him to stay with them and because of His words many more became believers. They had heard for themselves this man called Jesus and realized “that this man really is the Savior of the world.”
WE need to be like the Samaritan woman. We need to set aside self…set aside our fears…set aside our differences so that we can make a difference in the lives of those around us. We need to shout it from the roof tops that we are joyful for our redemption. We need to revitalize the water within us with the Living Word…this life giving…life changing water…so that it can well up in us too and pour out to those who are in need. We need to invite those who need this change to hear the Living Word of God so that they too may believe because they heard it for themselves not just our testimony.
How high is the water in your life? Is it welling up within you, waiting to be poured out as a libation to others? What’s stopping you? I know some of my own barriers have been thinking that people will think I am strange, they may treat me as an outcast, who would listen to me anyway? I am here to tell you today that there is someone in your life…and mine…that needs to hear the Good News today. Someone needs to have this eternal life giving water poured out on them. How will you respond to the Spirits calling? Don’t be afraid of being an outcast. Remember…Jesus came to the sinner…the unrighteous…the outcast to bring them Life…to bring them back to a right relationship with our Creator. To me…being an outcast isn’t so bad…if I wasn’t …I would still be trying to live by the law and failing miserably at it instead of being forgiven and washed as white as snow by the blood of the Lamb…Our Lord Jesus Christ.
AMEN
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The Prayer of Repentance
I received an emailed copy of a prayer, attributed to have been made by Pastor Joe Wright at the opening session of Kansas Senate. I did a bit more research and found the original prayer.
I don’t agree with all of what he said; but I believe it is worthy of sharing. I am far more liberal, more inclusive, than him in my theology, as a United Methodist. I would not speak in absolutes, as he does in many of the lines of his prayer. There are many statements I would dispute, or at least word differently. I do, however, worry about our country, when we seem to drift into coarseness and away from the religious ideals that guided our nation’s founding, and especially when we decide that torture is acceptable, ever.
We are to be in the world but not of the world. We are to love our neighbor, even our enemies, as the story of the Good Samaritan teaches us. We are to care for our brothers and sisters, the least, the last, the lost. We should set our sights on God, not false idols and things of this world.
With all of the above in mind, this is the text of the original prayer, verbatim unedited, delivered January 23, 1996 by Central Christian Church (Wichita, KS) Pastor Joe Wright to the Kansas House of Representatives in Topeka. See the link to this prayer at: http://centralcc.org/NewsNow/JoeArticles/JoeRepentancePrayer.html
Heavenly Father, we come before you today to ask your forgiveness and seek your direction and guidance.
We know your Word says, "Woe to those who call evil good," but that's exactly what we've done.
We have lost our spiritual equilibrium and inverted our values.
We confess that we have ridiculed the absolute truth of your Word and called it moral pluralism.
We have worshipped other gods and called it multiculturalism.
We have endorsed perversion and called it an alternative lifestyle.
We have exploited the poor and called it the lottery.
We have neglected the needy and called it self-preservation.
We have rewarded laziness and called it welfare.
We have killed our unborn and called it choice.
We have shot abortionists and called it justifiable.
We have neglected to discipline our children and called it building esteem.
We have abused power and called it political savvy.
We have coveted our neighbors' possessions and called it ambition.
We have polluted the air with profanity and pornography and called it freedom of expression.
We have ridiculed the time-honored values of our forefathers and called it enlightenment.
Search us O God and know our hearts today; try us and see if there be some wicked way in us; cleanse us from every sin and set us free.
Guide and bless these men and women who have been sent here by the people of Kansas, and who have been ordained by you, to govern this great state.
Grant them your wisdom to rule and may their decisions direct us to the center of your will. I ask it in the name of your son, the living savior, Jesus Christ.
Amen.
I don’t agree with all of what he said; but I believe it is worthy of sharing. I am far more liberal, more inclusive, than him in my theology, as a United Methodist. I would not speak in absolutes, as he does in many of the lines of his prayer. There are many statements I would dispute, or at least word differently. I do, however, worry about our country, when we seem to drift into coarseness and away from the religious ideals that guided our nation’s founding, and especially when we decide that torture is acceptable, ever.
We are to be in the world but not of the world. We are to love our neighbor, even our enemies, as the story of the Good Samaritan teaches us. We are to care for our brothers and sisters, the least, the last, the lost. We should set our sights on God, not false idols and things of this world.
With all of the above in mind, this is the text of the original prayer, verbatim unedited, delivered January 23, 1996 by Central Christian Church (Wichita, KS) Pastor Joe Wright to the Kansas House of Representatives in Topeka. See the link to this prayer at: http://centralcc.org/NewsNow/JoeArticles/JoeRepentancePrayer.html
Heavenly Father, we come before you today to ask your forgiveness and seek your direction and guidance.
We know your Word says, "Woe to those who call evil good," but that's exactly what we've done.
We have lost our spiritual equilibrium and inverted our values.
We confess that we have ridiculed the absolute truth of your Word and called it moral pluralism.
We have worshipped other gods and called it multiculturalism.
We have endorsed perversion and called it an alternative lifestyle.
We have exploited the poor and called it the lottery.
We have neglected the needy and called it self-preservation.
We have rewarded laziness and called it welfare.
We have killed our unborn and called it choice.
We have shot abortionists and called it justifiable.
We have neglected to discipline our children and called it building esteem.
We have abused power and called it political savvy.
We have coveted our neighbors' possessions and called it ambition.
We have polluted the air with profanity and pornography and called it freedom of expression.
We have ridiculed the time-honored values of our forefathers and called it enlightenment.
Search us O God and know our hearts today; try us and see if there be some wicked way in us; cleanse us from every sin and set us free.
Guide and bless these men and women who have been sent here by the people of Kansas, and who have been ordained by you, to govern this great state.
Grant them your wisdom to rule and may their decisions direct us to the center of your will. I ask it in the name of your son, the living savior, Jesus Christ.
Amen.
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Tuesday, February 26, 2008
I LIVE BECAUSE OF GOD
A search of words in the computer
a means of grace, finding its way through the ether
“I live because of God”, a powerful affirmation
God is the creator, the one who give
the breath of life, the potter making me
from the inert clay, giving me life
bringing me from the dust, into being
because of He who conjured the world
from the void,
the nothingness,
I live!
And, so I should act
humbly walking with God,
living as a child of God
a brother to my Jesus
His only begotten son
Who lived and died, so I might live again
despite my brokenness, my sins
I live!
February 26, 2008
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a means of grace, finding its way through the ether
“I live because of God”, a powerful affirmation
God is the creator, the one who give
the breath of life, the potter making me
from the inert clay, giving me life
bringing me from the dust, into being
because of He who conjured the world
from the void,
the nothingness,
I live!
And, so I should act
humbly walking with God,
living as a child of God
a brother to my Jesus
His only begotten son
Who lived and died, so I might live again
despite my brokenness, my sins
I live!
February 26, 2008
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Luke
An eyewitness account,
the chronicling of a life,
of lives transformed
telling His story, their story
a story of salvation, of fulfillment,
in the steps of his life, the telling of that story
the moving around the kingdom
out ward into the world
a movement, a changing of the world
through the hands of the savior,
the work of the disciples,
bringing the hope of salvation
out into the hurting world
February 26, 2008
The Book of Luke
& The Book of Acts
the chronicling of a life,
of lives transformed
telling His story, their story
a story of salvation, of fulfillment,
in the steps of his life, the telling of that story
the moving around the kingdom
out ward into the world
a movement, a changing of the world
through the hands of the savior,
the work of the disciples,
bringing the hope of salvation
out into the hurting world
February 26, 2008
The Book of Luke
& The Book of Acts
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Mark
Unembellished facts
the heart of the story
that is what came first
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of the savior here on earth
Sharing the good news of the
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February 26, 2008
The Book of Mark
the heart of the story
that is what came first
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of the savior here on earth
Sharing the good news of the
coming of the Son of God
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Good news, to bring hope
to the world
February 26, 2008
The Book of Mark
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The Book of John
“I am the Messiah”;
“He is the Messiah”,
the living God
come to live with us
So is the voice, the perspective
the story from
the one He loved
Over and over, self-aware
A conscious savior
willingly taking on
the sins of the whole world
February 25, 2008
The Book of John
“He is the Messiah”,
the living God
come to live with us
So is the voice, the perspective
the story from
the one He loved
Over and over, self-aware
A conscious savior
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the sins of the whole world
February 25, 2008
The Book of John
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Matthew
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February 25, 2008
The Book of Matthew
prophets told his story
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proving identity, a servant
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singular life
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Steps written down,
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February 25, 2008
The Book of Matthew
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Monday, February 25, 2008
To Love Our Nation
To love our nation
doesn’t mean denying our faults,
pushing them under the rug,
our heads in the sand
To love our nation
means fighting for a better land
more true to our dreams, our aspirations
what we believe, what we hope
what we long for, for our land
To be the country we desire to be
Who we can be
February 19, 2008
The Exchange, NHPR, 2/18/08
Socrates Radio Café: What does Love of Country Mean?
http://www.nhpr.org/node/15188
doesn’t mean denying our faults,
pushing them under the rug,
our heads in the sand
To love our nation
means fighting for a better land
more true to our dreams, our aspirations
what we believe, what we hope
what we long for, for our land
To be the country we desire to be
Who we can be
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Email to President Bush today - Our Means must be Christ-centered
Mr. President -
As a United Methodist, I read daily the Upper Room. Yesterday's was very powerful - The key sentence was, "How we do what we do is as much a witness to Christ as what we seek to do.
Or, to put it differently: Our end doesn't justify the means if the means is wrong. Our means must be consistent with the way, truth, and life of Christ."
Please pray on this wisdom, when you decide whether or not to allow the United States of America to commit torture. Waterboarding is Torture, and Torture is against the United Methodist Social Principles. The ends do not justify the means. Ever.
Be Christ in your Presidency and the legacy of your Administration will be love.
See http://www.upperroom.org/Devotional/default.asp?month=2&day=24&year=2008&x=107&y=10
As a United Methodist, I read daily the Upper Room. Yesterday's was very powerful - The key sentence was, "How we do what we do is as much a witness to Christ as what we seek to do.
Or, to put it differently: Our end doesn't justify the means if the means is wrong. Our means must be consistent with the way, truth, and life of Christ."
Please pray on this wisdom, when you decide whether or not to allow the United States of America to commit torture. Waterboarding is Torture, and Torture is against the United Methodist Social Principles. The ends do not justify the means. Ever.
Be Christ in your Presidency and the legacy of your Administration will be love.
See http://www.upperroom.org/Devotional/default.asp?month=2&day=24&year=2008&x=107&y=10
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Sent by the National Religious Campaign Against Torture
Dear Friends:
Earlier this month Congress passed H.R. 2082, a bill that would prohibit all U.S. intelligence agencies, including the CIA, from subjecting detainees to waterboarding, stress positions, hypothermia, and other forms of torture. The President’s signature is all this bill needs to become law.
Unfortunately, President Bush has said he plans to veto the bill. If he does not change his mind, this important anti-torture legislation will not become law.
Please contact the White House and tell President Bush’s staff that you support H.R. 2082 (the Intelligence Authorization bill), and that you think it is essential that the anti-torture provision in the bill becomes law. You can use a sample email that we have prepared to contact the President, or you can call the White House at 202-456-1111. Click here for the sample http://salsa.democracyinaction.org/o/2162/t/3805/campaign.jsp?campaign_KEY=21961.
Please feel free to personalize the email.
We would also like to remind you of two important torture-related events on March 7th and 8th in Washington, DC. There will be an Interfaith Mini-Conference (http://www.nrcat.org/index.php?option=com_content&task=view&id=148&Itemid=103) on U.S.-sponsored torture, as well as a workshop: Torture and What Churches Can Do (http://www.nrcat.org/index.php?option=com_content&task=view&id=150&Itemid=103), at Ecumenical Advocacy Days (http://www.advocacydays.org/). Many people of faith will be in Washington that weekend for Ecumenical Advocacy Days and/or Interfaith Peace Witness (http://olivebranchinterfaith.org/welcome) sponsored by the Christian Peace Witness for Iraq/The Olive Branch Interfaith Peace Partners.
Thank you for all that you do to end U.S.-sponsored torture.
Sincerely,
Linda Gustitus, NRCAT President
Richard Killmer, NRCAT Executive Director
National Religious Campaign Against Torture
316 F Street NE, Suite 200
Washington, DC 20002
Earlier this month Congress passed H.R. 2082, a bill that would prohibit all U.S. intelligence agencies, including the CIA, from subjecting detainees to waterboarding, stress positions, hypothermia, and other forms of torture. The President’s signature is all this bill needs to become law.
Unfortunately, President Bush has said he plans to veto the bill. If he does not change his mind, this important anti-torture legislation will not become law.
Please contact the White House and tell President Bush’s staff that you support H.R. 2082 (the Intelligence Authorization bill), and that you think it is essential that the anti-torture provision in the bill becomes law. You can use a sample email that we have prepared to contact the President, or you can call the White House at 202-456-1111. Click here for the sample http://salsa.democracyinaction.org/o/2162/t/3805/campaign.jsp?campaign_KEY=21961.
Please feel free to personalize the email.
We would also like to remind you of two important torture-related events on March 7th and 8th in Washington, DC. There will be an Interfaith Mini-Conference (http://www.nrcat.org/index.php?option=com_content&task=view&id=148&Itemid=103) on U.S.-sponsored torture, as well as a workshop: Torture and What Churches Can Do (http://www.nrcat.org/index.php?option=com_content&task=view&id=150&Itemid=103), at Ecumenical Advocacy Days (http://www.advocacydays.org/). Many people of faith will be in Washington that weekend for Ecumenical Advocacy Days and/or Interfaith Peace Witness (http://olivebranchinterfaith.org/welcome) sponsored by the Christian Peace Witness for Iraq/The Olive Branch Interfaith Peace Partners.
Thank you for all that you do to end U.S.-sponsored torture.
Sincerely,
Linda Gustitus, NRCAT President
Richard Killmer, NRCAT Executive Director
National Religious Campaign Against Torture
316 F Street NE, Suite 200
Washington, DC 20002
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Sunday, February 24, 2008
For Our Nation
For our nation,
they bled, they died,
stood strong against
our common enemies
Journeying to far off lands,
warring seas, unknown dangers.
For this place,
this people, these ideals
they heeded the call,
serving our nation
one and all.
February 19, 2008
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they bled, they died,
stood strong against
our common enemies
Journeying to far off lands,
warring seas, unknown dangers.
For this place,
this people, these ideals
they heeded the call,
serving our nation
one and all.
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For the Love of Country
For the love of country
they fought and died
for the beliefs we hold dear
the words written in ink,
carved in stone
etched in blood on battlefields
near and far
Our aspirations, our hopes
our dreams for our land
Willing to sacrifice, to struggle
to stand in the breach;
To stand for our nation,
even when we together fall short,
when our actions fall short
of our loftier ideals,
even then they stand in the field,
in harm’s way, for us.
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they fought and died
for the beliefs we hold dear
the words written in ink,
carved in stone
etched in blood on battlefields
near and far
Our aspirations, our hopes
our dreams for our land
Willing to sacrifice, to struggle
to stand in the breach;
To stand for our nation,
even when we together fall short,
when our actions fall short
of our loftier ideals,
even then they stand in the field,
in harm’s way, for us.
February 19, 2008
The Exchange, NHPR, 2/18/08
Socrates Radio Café: What does Love of Country Mean?
http://www.nhpr.org/node/15188
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To Lead Our Nation
To lead our nation, they were called,
chosen by the people, to govern,
to guide our land, in their time
To plead from the bully pulpit,
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chosen by the people, to govern,
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To plead from the bully pulpit,
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they added their voice, their mark
in the sands of time
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Presidents - 1
The men who have led the nation
through the years and struggles,
the hope and promise
within the dream that is America.
That seed planted in this fertile soil
nurtured, guarded, by each generation
successive and cumulative,
changing but constant.
Humans, with flaws, passion;
with vision and gravitas.
Stewards of our land for years only
but for posterity as well,
a legacy for our future.
In their hands, we have entrusted
that which is America.
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through the years and struggles,
the hope and promise
within the dream that is America.
That seed planted in this fertile soil
nurtured, guarded, by each generation
successive and cumulative,
changing but constant.
Humans, with flaws, passion;
with vision and gravitas.
Stewards of our land for years only
but for posterity as well,
a legacy for our future.
In their hands, we have entrusted
that which is America.
February 19, 2008
The Exchange, NHPR, 2/18/08
Socrates Radio Café: What does Love of Country Mean?
http://www.nhpr.org/node/15188
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Be the Water
Be the water, the rain, the ice
beating on the unmovable rock
the drip, drip, furrowing,
changing the stone.
Be the roots of the seedling, the tree
growing, reaching into the crevasses,
the fissures, the cracks, the seams.
Be the wind, changing the world,
carrying the Word, blown sand,
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Be the light, illuminating the darkness
bringing hope to the farthest corners,
the darkest dungeons.
Be the Christ, the brother,
the first-born of the resurrection.
Be His love for the world,
sharing His message, His example,
Be His witness, in our time
for this troubled world.
February 19, 2008
beating on the unmovable rock
the drip, drip, furrowing,
changing the stone.
Be the roots of the seedling, the tree
growing, reaching into the crevasses,
the fissures, the cracks, the seams.
Be the wind, changing the world,
carrying the Word, blown sand,
seeds of change across the globe.
Be the light, illuminating the darkness
bringing hope to the farthest corners,
the darkest dungeons.
Be the Christ, the brother,
the first-born of the resurrection.
Be His love for the world,
sharing His message, His example,
Be His witness, in our time
for this troubled world.
February 19, 2008
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Relentless Love
Grace to love us
for simply being
for merely existing
desiring a loving communion
relationship with us
as in the Garden
so long ago
before choices estranged us
from His presence
Relentless love
pursuing, chasing,
offering itself to us
A prayer of healing
in His outstretched hand
waiting for us
as a father holds out a hand
for a young child
before they reach for his
So is the world before God
Not seeing, rejecting, ignoring
the ready hand of relentless love
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Prevenient Grace
for simply being
for merely existing
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as in the Garden
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from His presence
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as a father holds out a hand
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So is the world before God
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Sparkling
Sparkling, glistening snow
refracting the street light’s glow
Discrete colors of glitter
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February 22, 2008
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at training
refracting the street light’s glow
Discrete colors of glitter
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February 22, 2008
Walk to Emmaus
at training
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The Next Verse
“For God so loved the world…”
so is the start of that
oh so familiar scripture.
But it is the next verse,
that is our real hope.
The clear, clean voice
of God the Father
affirming the ministry
of the loving Son
On down through the generations
through all of the saints
saving us all
February 23, 2008
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John 3:17
John 3:16
so is the start of that
oh so familiar scripture.
But it is the next verse,
that is our real hope.
The clear, clean voice
of God the Father
affirming the ministry
of the loving Son
On down through the generations
through all of the saints
saving us all
February 23, 2008
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Freeing Us
Freeing us from sin, from death
empowering us to new life
to new life in His grace
living within God
in His presence
walking humbly with God
following His commands
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Living a life worthy
of the name Christian
February 23, 2008
Micah 6:8
Walk to Emmaus
empowering us to new life
to new life in His grace
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Living a life worthy
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February 23, 2008
Micah 6:8
Walk to Emmaus
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Open Water
A small pool
of dark open water
beside the cattails
the frozen marsh
pristine, serene
under the clear
cold February-blue sky
A deep pool of water
open and exposed
dark cold water
cut from the ice
the movement of the water
the warmth of the sun
February 23, 2008
of dark open water
beside the cattails
the frozen marsh
pristine, serene
under the clear
cold February-blue sky
A deep pool of water
open and exposed
dark cold water
cut from the ice
the movement of the water
the warmth of the sun
February 23, 2008
One Message
While we are many voices
many different individuals
each with gifts, each with flaws
we all are3 called, drawn
to proclaim one holy message
one message of transformation
becoming the body of Christ
not within the buildings
we call the church
We speak one message
as the voice of Christ
building up the church
the body of Christ alive
living within us
when we are in fellowship
whether in worship, in prayer,
study or action.
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many different individuals
each with gifts, each with flaws
we all are3 called, drawn
to proclaim one holy message
one message of transformation
becoming the body of Christ
not within the buildings
we call the church
We speak one message
as the voice of Christ
building up the church
the body of Christ alive
living within us
when we are in fellowship
whether in worship, in prayer,
study or action.
February 23, 2008
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Prolong His Days
The days of the Lord
the risen and living God
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His offspring, through the generations
Prolong His days
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the sheep, the fields
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Prolong His days
in the sharing of His life
a libation poured out
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February 23, 2008
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the risen and living God
God with us
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Prolong His days
following in the family business
tending the fields,
the vineyards, watching over
the sheep, the fields
ripe for harvest
Spread His message of love
to the ends of the earth
Prolong His days
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to save the world
February 23, 2008
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Wooing Us
Just as a bridegroom,
God is courting us,
wooing us back to Him
to a loving relationship
once more, again.
No candy, no roses.
Eternity with Him.
February 22, 2008
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Prevenient Grace
God is courting us,
wooing us back to Him
to a loving relationship
once more, again.
No candy, no roses.
Eternity with Him.
February 22, 2008
Walk to Emmaus
Prevenient Grace
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His Open Hand
Whether we are aware or not
even when we reject God’s offer,
His grace seeking us,
His outstretched hand
is ever there, ready
We need but accept
His gift of grace, love
take His outstretched hand
and find rest in Him
February 22, 2008
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Prevenient Grace
even when we reject God’s offer,
His grace seeking us,
His outstretched hand
is ever there, ready
We need but accept
His gift of grace, love
take His outstretched hand
and find rest in Him
February 22, 2008
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Being Ripples
The love of God
dropped into the pool, the world
We are to be the ripples,
transformed, moving outward
touching distant shores,
human hearts, some ready
some not yet so;
each washed by the living water
flowing outward, through us.
February 22, 2008
Walk to Emmaus
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dropped into the pool, the world
We are to be the ripples,
transformed, moving outward
touching distant shores,
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some not yet so;
each washed by the living water
flowing outward, through us.
February 22, 2008
Walk to Emmaus
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Outstretched Hands
The outstretched hands of the creator
our loving, caring God
offering to each of us
His loving grace,
support in times of struggle
a way home,
to relationship with Him;
His warm embrace
always ready, waiting
for when we are ready
to accept His hand, His love
when we are ready
to say yes to God
February 24, 2008
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our loving, caring God
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His loving grace,
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Coming Before
Before we were aware, conscious
able to see the outstretched hand of God
It was there, from the beginning
Open, welcoming, strong
The hand of God available to us
The love of God seeking
seeking a relationship
loving and complete
with each one of us,
all his children
February 22, 02008
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able to see the outstretched hand of God
It was there, from the beginning
Open, welcoming, strong
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all his children
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To Rest in Him
Spending time, taking time
to rest in Him;
to lie down in green pastures
walking humbly, seeking
our loving God
Letting the love of God
wash over us, to bleed
into our spirits
To drink of that living water
February 21, 2008
John 4:5-42
to rest in Him;
to lie down in green pastures
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Letting the love of God
wash over us, to bleed
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To drink of that living water
February 21, 2008
John 4:5-42
A Feast of Worship
The pastor, in the makeshift pulpit
at the lectern, far from the vaulted ceilings,
far from the stain glassed sanctuary
Speaking effusively, lovingly of
vacation from work; but
A feast of worship, in a distant place
away from daily duty, cares of his flock
when he could allow the Word, in worship
to rain down on him in a banquet, a feast of worship
drinking in the living water in many churches,
many traditions in a single weekend
Able to immerse himself in the healing,
the grace of the time in fellowship,
communion with the saints
gathered in worship
rich and ever new
February 24, 2008
Walk to Emmaus
at the lectern, far from the vaulted ceilings,
far from the stain glassed sanctuary
Speaking effusively, lovingly of
vacation from work; but
A feast of worship, in a distant place
away from daily duty, cares of his flock
when he could allow the Word, in worship
to rain down on him in a banquet, a feast of worship
drinking in the living water in many churches,
many traditions in a single weekend
Able to immerse himself in the healing,
the grace of the time in fellowship,
communion with the saints
gathered in worship
rich and ever new
February 24, 2008
Walk to Emmaus
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Poetry Where You Live.
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Christ,
Emmaus,
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Fragrance of Christ
Our acts, our loving words
become the fragrance of Christ
The spirit-filled consciousness
of the loving lamb of God
Memory-laden imagery
of Christ, the rabbi,
the healer, the shepherd
Rich meaning in his life, his words
mirrored, echoed in our ministry
when we are genuine,
when we walk with our brother
doing our part to do the father’s will
February 24, 2008
started 2/23/08
Walk to Emmaus
become the fragrance of Christ
The spirit-filled consciousness
of the loving lamb of God
Memory-laden imagery
of Christ, the rabbi,
the healer, the shepherd
Rich meaning in his life, his words
mirrored, echoed in our ministry
when we are genuine,
when we walk with our brother
doing our part to do the father’s will
February 24, 2008
started 2/23/08
Walk to Emmaus
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Christ,
Emmaus,
Faith,
God,
God’s purpose,
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justifying,
love,
Luke 24,
Luke 24:13-35,
prevenient,
Psalm 23,
sanctifying,
servant,
United Methodist,
Walk to Emmaus,
witness
His Knowing Hands
He may have done it, almost unconsciously,
a natural gesture, an instinctive act
I just happened to be there, in the edge
the church’s hallway, witness only
to the familiar touch
He walked around the corner,
the wooden cubicles
of the preschool beside him
His knowing, weathered, old hands
touching the wood, feeling the varnish,
the chipped wood, the tiny splinters
at the outer edge of the maple, the veneer
the pine. Knowing hands of the carpenter
communing with the wood
walking down the hallway
February 24, 2008
a natural gesture, an instinctive act
I just happened to be there, in the edge
the church’s hallway, witness only
to the familiar touch
He walked around the corner,
the wooden cubicles
of the preschool beside him
His knowing, weathered, old hands
touching the wood, feeling the varnish,
the chipped wood, the tiny splinters
at the outer edge of the maple, the veneer
the pine. Knowing hands of the carpenter
communing with the wood
walking down the hallway
February 24, 2008
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Poetry Where You Live,
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