We’ve lost our Sundays, our weekends, our nights off — our holy days, as some would have it; our bosses, junk mailers, our parents can find us wherever we are, at any time of day or night. More and more of us feel like emergency-room physicians, permanently on call, required to heal ourselves but unable to find the prescription for all the clutter on our desk.
Going nowhere … isn’t about turning your back on the world; it’s about stepping away now and then so that you can see the world more clearly and love it more deeply.
--Pico Iyer – the Art of Stillness
Readings: Mark 4: 35 – 41 Blessing in the Chaos – by Jan Richardson
Guest Worship Leader: Rev. Dr. Justin Sabia-Tanis
And I know that the hand of God is the promise of my own,
And I know that the spirit of God is the brother of my own;
And that all the men ever born are also my brothers, and the women my sisters and lovers;
And that a kelson of the creation is love;
-- Excerpt from Walt Whitman, Song of Myself
Readings: 1 Samuel 8:4-11 and 11:14-15 Mark 3:20-35
Guest Worship Leader: Rev. Karen MacDonald
The Rev. Seth Wispelwey
Interim Pastor of Rincon Congregational UCC.