What is my reality?
Let doubts be cleared
Faith seeks insights whose truth bring freedom
When I struggle with preferences
The great way blurs
Hope unwraps positive insights
If I allow their insights to open
The great way clearsread more
All creation sings a story
Of great splendours to declare;
When we contemplate its beauty
We are called forth into prayer.
We, enchanted, stand in silence;
God discovered everywhere.
Lord Jesus, whom we call Christ, hear our prayer:
We have finished the book. Were you here, reading over our shoulders? Listening to our comments? What do you think?
One: God of many names and faces, we have come together for a little while; some to worship, some to lay down burdens, some to find a moment of rest.read more
We have said, “Your word is a lamp for our feet, a light for our path.” Sometimes it seems more like a flickering candle.
Eternal fury fires the saints,
who shake and rattle, push and shove,
who challenge every bland excuse,
who seek for justice, work for love.
World-renowned Jesus scholar Marcus J. Borg shows how we can live passionately as Christians in today’s world by practicing the vital elements of Christian faith.read more
1. Let’s play at being ice,
As cold as frost and snow,
Bringing sleeping time
When life can grow.
1. I would like to be like Jesus,
Gentle, loving, strong and true.
I would like to be like Jesus
And see God in me and you.
1. If I scramble up a hill,
If I climb into a tree,
If I look out from a cliff,
I can see and see and see.
Light a candle as each line is spoken:
This candle is for the 150 loving, caring members of Sausalito Presbyterian Church.
This candle is for the people in our church who suffer from illness or disability.
Leader. O God, You created us and gave us life, but for what purpose? We live
and work, but to what end? Like children bringing their broken toys,
we lay here before You our lives in need of mending.
When I pretend that I’m a seed,
A seed lying in the soil,
The seed and I are one.
The sheep need the grass,
The grass needs the earth,
Everything needs each other.
Let’s all imagine we are like a bird
Flying in the bright, blue sky,
Singing our best songs sweetly as we can,
Seeing all of life with a clear bird’s eye.
The spectrum of our faith and praise,
the art that serves through craft or phrase,
brings vital energy and power
to colour this and every hour.
O God, in whose image we are made,
Be in the folding of our hands, the bowing of our heads, the closing of our eyes, that we may be conscious of Your inward presence.