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resources from last sunday

What if God was one of Us? - Video

Opening Prayer:
Lord,

When you left home on the ultimate mission trip
You chose to make the table the center of your ministry

Always including those religious leaders we wish you wouldn’t
Always passing by our festive gatherings for the company of tax collectors and sinners

And while we speechlessly sat as ones stunned by your rejection of our comfortable recliners with a good view of the TV, you sat down with the weary on rickety stools that could have easily been crudely put together from the scrap wood of old mangers..

But tonight..despite our former pride..you invite us to that table, to your table
To the place you have redeemed through the outpouring of ever expanding love
Oh lover..we accept...may your love bind us together tonight.
In the name of the one who was only recognized by the Emmaus walkers at the table

Amen..

We also used this prayer by Walter Brugg to frame our liturgical journey over the next few months:

Prayer - Occupy Our Calenders

Our times are in your hands:
But we count our time for us;
we count our days and fill them with us
we count our weeks and fill them with our busyness;
we count our years and fill them with our fears.
And then caught up short with your claim,
Our times are in your hands!
Take our times, times of love and times of weariness,
Take them all, bless them and break them,
give them to us again,
slow paced and eager,
fixed in your readiness for your neighbor.
Occupy our calendars,
Flood us with itsy-bitsy, daily kairoi,
in the name of your fleshed kairos. Amen.

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