The Unitarian Universalist Congregation in Westport
10 Lyons Plains Rd., Westport, CT 06880 - Ph: (203)227-7205 Sunday Services: 10:00 AM
If we, the relatively conscious ones, who must, like lovers, insist on, or create, the consciousness of others, do not falter in our duty now, we may be able, handful that we are, to end the racial nightmare, and achieve our country, and change the history of the world.
The tree of knowledge was the tree of reason. That’s why the taste of it drove us from Eden. That fruit was meant to be dried and milled to a fine powder for use a pinch at a time, a condiment. God had probably planned to tell us later about this new pleasure. […]
Belonging to ourselves means being called to stand alone — to brave the wilderness of uncertainty, vulnerability and criticism. And with the world feeling like a political and ideological combat zone, this is remarkably tough. We seem to have forgotten that even when we’re utterly alone, we’re connected to one another by something greater than […]
For my husband, Martin Luther King, Jr. prayer was a daily source of courage and strength that gave him the ability to carry on in even the darkest hours of our struggle. I remember one very difficult day when he came home bone-weary from the stress that came with his leadership of the Montgomery Bus […]
In the leaving, in the letting go, let there be this to hold onto at the last: the enduring of love the persisting of hope, the remembering of joy, the offering of gratitude, the receiving of grace, the blessing of peace.
Shammas, sacred light, fire from heaven, eternal flame, You have much to teach us, You are a holy light which we do not bend to any other purpose. You are a holy light, and we are simply to watch you And learn. We do not use you, and yet you are the servant candle, it […]
Come down from the hills. Declare the fighting done. Be bold — declare victory, even when the temple is wrecked and the tyrants have not retreated, only coiled back like a snake prepared to strike again. Come down. Try to remember a life gentled by daily acts of domestic faith — the pot set to […]
In the shadowed quiet of winter’s light earth speaks softly of her longing. Because the wild places are in tears. Come, she cries to us. Kneel down here on the frosty grass, and feel the prayer buried in the ground. Bend your ear to my heart and listen hard. Love this world, she whispers. Distill […]
Given that lambs are infant sheep, that sheep are afraid and foolish, and lack the means of self-protection, having neither rage nor claws, venom nor cunning, what then is this ‘Lamb of God’? This pretty creature, vigorous to nuzzle at milky dugs, woolbearer, bleater, leaper in air for delight of being, who finds in astonishment […]
(The Book of Hours, Book I, Poem 1, Stanza 1) A certain day became a presence to me; there it was, confronting me — a sky, air, light: a being. And before it started to descend from the height of noon, it leaned over and struck my shoulder as if with the flat of a […]
