This Sunday we are celebrating the end of the school year with our children during worship. Most of our kids will be out of school by the end of next week, and we want to remind them of things that they can do during the summer to stay close to Jesus! But as seasons change and the summer sun rises earlier and stays up later, Summer also reminds us all to live more fully. Some of you have vacations planned this summer while others of you might get away to the lake here and there. Some of you are going to catch lightning bugs in your backyard while others of you may dig your fingers in the soil – tossing weeds to help your flowers and vegetables grow. Some of you might take more walks while others of you might find yourself at the pool, cooling off after a hot day. The thing is, Summer calls us to live beyond the silos we’ve closed ourselves up in through Winter’s darkness and cold. Summer invites us to live – to take risks and try new things. I’ve heard rumors that we might gather in backyards this summer to share coffee and prayer – might you w
ant to host? Kirkmont is going to host Christian kids from all over the place – might you want to try sleepaway camp this summer?
Brittany is in the process of preparing this year’s Flat Jesus for us so that we can take Jesus with us wherever we go (please be sure to post your pictures as Jesus tags along wherever you may be!), but also as a reminder that even in these new and exciting or uncertain times when we have courage to try new things, Jesus is with us. Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life this
summer? How will you pray with the grasshoppers and break bread with new friends? (see poem below!) How will you live a life where the sun shines warm upon your face early in the morning into late night?
I can’t wait to hear about it throughout the summer!
See you Sunday at 10:30!
Love, Pastor Katie
“The Summer Day”
Who made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean -
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down -
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?
- Mary Oliver
10:30 a.m.: 6th Sunday of Easter
5:15 - 6:00 p.m.: Handbell Rehearsal (through Pentecost!)
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