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On Saturday, March 7, Leadership Team met for a retreat and decided on this as an annual vision for ministry:

“We will cultivate beloved community by deepening relationships within and beyond our congregation.”

The following day was the last time we worshiped together in our building before the pandemic shut down.  Cultivating beloved community has looked a lot different in 2020 than we imagined.

The word “Beloved” was spoken over Jesus at his baptism and transfiguration.  It’s a reality already true but not yet fully realized for all of us.

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I recently took a short trip to Wayne County and got to experience some beings that are quite different from me: Spanish cashmere goats and the Anatolian Shepherd who protects them from coyotes.  I was thoroughly charmed and grateful for the much needed change of scene!

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Next Friday, October 2, is Edith’s three year anniversary in sanctuary.  Along with these annual markers you may remember the 500th day falling on Valentine’s Day, 2019, and we observed the 1000th day during our June 28 pre-recorded worship service this year.  There’s a somberness to these occasions, but also an honoring of perseverance and a holy reminder of why Edith, and we as a congregation, are doing this work.  We gather.  We mark the time.  We honor the goodness.  We renew our prayers and commitments.  

We’re pleased that this three year mark coincides...

Donald McNeil, the Times science reporter who has frequented “The Daily” podcast has suggested that we should view the pandemic as a marathon with staggered start times rather than judging the success of a country (or state) based on the per capita death toll at a given time. He says that we can only determine how well a country (or state) is doing when you add in the time factor -- “…when the virus first exploded in a given place and what has happened since. McNeil adds, “we won’t really be able to judge until it’s over.” [David Leonhardt. New York Times The Morning....

In the beginning of March, I was on a boat in the waters off Dana Point, CA watching dolphins and sea lions glide through the water. The small boat was crowded with families including two little girls from Indiana who immediately decided that they loved me a lot. Their younger brother was unimpressed by my charms, which was just as well because his giant rainbow sucker rendered his face a sticky mess.  The girls threw their arms around my neck and kissed my face on slobbery repeat while their mother looked at me apologetically.

They asked me...

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