Dear Friends, Someday I’ll write an essay to explore why I like shoveling snow. It will go something like this:
Paul Villard titled his story: Information, Please “When I was quite young, we had one of the first telephones in our neighborhood. I remember well the polished, old case fastened to the wall. The shiny receiver hung on the side of the box. I was too little to reach the telephone, but used to listen […]
Dear Friends Stanley Kunitz begins his poem, The Layers: I have walked through many lives, some of them my own and I am not who I was, though some principle of being abides, from which I struggle not to stray.
Bertrand Russell’s comment from his autobiography provide a way into the sermon – he said, “Three passions, simple but overwhelmingly strong, have governed my life: the longing for love, the search for knowledge, and unbearable pity for the suffering of mankind.” Bertrand Russell’s search for knowledge is well known; his longing for love balanced his […]
Dear Friends, Carolyn Lavender was the first person from the congregation with whom I had contact. She wrote to me on behalf of the Ministerial Search Committee in September 1983, asking if I would be interested in talking to the committee. I wasn’t.
Opening Words: Every Day, Caroline Joy Adams Every day We are given a thousand waking moments A thousand opportunities to learn, to grow, to choose Thus, in as many of those moments as you can, Choose Wisely. Choose understanding and calmness rather than anger… Gratitude rather than envy…. Compassion rather than judgment…. Awareness rather than […]
Reading at Opening of service: Winter, Frank Hall Suddenly, or so it seems, Snow, or the threat of a storm — Winter sleep… Then waking to see the new snow Fresh, clean, marveling at the whitewashed world; the snow Covering everything, painting bare brown branches Evergreens etched in white Earth, with a soft, silent winter […]
Dear Friends, In the off chance that you haven’t noticed, the calendar changed from ’12 to ’13.
Opening Words by Lucille Clifton i am running into a new year and the old years blow back like a wind that i catch in my hair like strong fingers like all my old promises and it will be hard to let go of what I said to myself about myself when i was sixteen […]
We live in two worlds – the down-to-earth, day-to-day world, with events reported in the NY Times, that says, ‘all the news that’s fit to print.’ And now it’s website says, ‘all the news that’s fit to click.’ Much of the world-wide news hardly fits that prescription, but print and click we must. There’s nothing […]