This past Sunday we had a Whole Congregation service led by Rev. Rachael. It was good to see the children looking interested, sleepy some of the time, alert most of the time, participating in the taste meditation focused on grief and gratitude. Listen – ding – chew bread – listen – ding – chew bread (repeat 10 times!). The challenge was to chew slowly and make the bread last. Many many people lined up to drop a glass stone in the Joys and Sorrows vase.
I believe that children need to learn to sit through worship and ritual that isn’t all about them. As a teacher I told my elementary school students that one of THE MOST important skills in life is to be able to sit still and look interested even when you are not. It is my hope that in learning how to sit through worship children will learn to appreciate more and more of the service until one day they too are taken through the arc of emotions the Sunday worship leaders strive for when planning the service.
I am hoping Rev. Rachael and I can work together to do these types of services more and more. This service was all hers and I was grateful to participate in it and share it with the children. It was a service that was truly good for all ages.
Our sanctuary had only three seats empty. Amazing. To be able to worship with so many is a joy.
Two Sunday’s ago (2/4/18) I had a very bad cold so Alyson, parent and RE Ministry Chair, stepped into my place.
Under her guidance the children planted 90 cups of Marigold seeds for our Minister to use in the following week’s service.
Thank you to Alyson and the children for helping our worship service!
For the last Sunday in October, the whole congregation called the Directions and created sacred space. In the sacred space we hung our leaves on the Tree of Life and had a spice cookie and cider communion to remember those loved ones who have gone before us.
In the Celtic tradition, Halloween attire was acceptable and encouraged. Adults and kids came dressed in costume and some brought their carved pumpkins to decorate the sanctuary for the hour.
Special thanks to the teens who met on Saturday night. The teens helped to cut out all of the leaves and bake the soul cakes!
February is a time of cold crisp sunny days. When I was growing up February was always the month when if we were lucky, we could skate on Lake Champlain. If we were really lucky we could skate for miles and if the wind was blowing, which it usually was, we could skate into the wind and then stick our arms out and open our coats and let the wind push us back to where we started from. If the snow covered the lake then we would pick a sunny Saturday and hike across the ice and have a picnic on the rocky and icy shores of a tiny island. From there my house looked very very small. What kind of memories do you have? What kind are you helping your kids form? I think it is memories like these that become part of what we consider sacred. I haven’t gotten farther in my thought process – write to me if you have your own thoughts.
This photo shows the my family around 2008 on Lake Champlain. You may notice that we are not on skates – sometimes you don’t have them when you need them!