Worship: Noon
Reading: John 13:21-32
O Adonai
Unsayable, you chose to speak one tongue;
Unseeable, you gave yourself away;
The Adonai, the Tetragrammaton,
Grew by a wayside in the light of day,
O you who dared to be a tribal God,
To own a language, people and a place,
Who chose to be exploited and betrayed,
If so you might be met with face to face:
Come to us here, who would not find you there,
Who chose to know the skin and not the pith,
Who heard no more than thunder in the air,
Who marked the mere events and not the myth;
Touch the bare branches of our unbelief
And blaze again like fire in every leaf.
Malcol Guite, (Sounding the Seasons, p. 8)
Create in me a clean
heart, O God, and renew a right spirit within me. Amen
- Take a walk. Look for signs
of spring.
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