REview and PREview, August 26

August 26, 2020

Good Thursday afternoon.  Hope you are off to a good week!

REview – I’ve attached Sunday’s sermon here.  [Being Transformed not Conformed 23 Aug 2020.]

Always appreciate your feedback and comments.  Communication is a great mystery and marvel, something I try never to take for granted.  I attempt to be helpful and clear, but I know I don’t always reach my goal.  

PREview – The readings assigned for the 13th Sunday after Pentecost (30 August) include: Exodus 3:1-15; Psalm 105:1-6, 23-26, 45c; Romans 12:9-21; and Matthew 16:21-28.  The sermon will focus on Romans 12:9-21.

Our worship team is taking a well-deserved rest this week and will not create and produce an online service. Trinity United Methodist Church in Sequim has invited us to worship with them via their online service (Youtube).  Special thanks for Rev. Brad Beeman, recently appointed to Trinity (Sequim) for sharing the service; Rev. Brad is also taking the Sunday off.  Sunday’s preacher will be Rev. Joey Olson!  I’m looking forward to tuning in on Sunday.

We will still offer our own Coffee Hour at the usual time of 11:15 AM.  PLEASE JOIN US!!!!
Here’s the recurring invitation:
Join Zoom Meeting: https://greaternw.zoom.us/j/96870784613
Meeting ID: 968 7078 4613

We are already working on the Sundays in September.  The overall theme will be Season of Creation/Spirit in Creation, with each Sunday honoring different aspects of the mystery and wonder of Creation.

In the meantime, ponder this lovely reflection from Steve Garnaas-Holmes, in honor of the ocean:

“O Deepest One, I swim in the sea of you.
You, one ocean, spreading around the globe, hold me. I am one in you.
If I swim, what next I will touch is Portugal.  Or, if I drift right, Brazil. Or Australia.
Nothing between me and Angola but you.

I float in your deep green mystery. I look down into your unknowableness.  I give all of my tiny self to your infinity.
I float in you. You hold me.

This, the meeting of sea and sky, ocean and land, water and blood, this thin edge, in the meeting, the touching.
I cross over, sinking under.  I am a sea creature, I am sea.

I walk up the shore, birthed, bathed, breathing.”