The season of PRIDE and appreciation
Where the light shines late into the hour
illuminating even the darkest corners
Of overgrown and untended gardens.
We have woken, lifting our voice above a whisper
Silence no longer our companion
We will walk barefoot and dance to
The music which plays inside us
Its beckons us to follow, to reach out
And hold our beloved in the sunshine.
Call to Worship
As seed is scattered generously
In the hope of new growth,
So are we gathered,
Then sent by the generous and hopeful love of God.
And as plants take root deep within nourishing soils,
So are we invited
To find our lives in the very heart of God
Friends, be strengthened and encouraged
Let us open ourselves to the God
Who delights in our growth
As people of wisdom, spirit, and compassion.
Amen
