Woman's Story Circle
Thursday, September 17 @ 1:30pm - 3:00pm on Zoom
See September Prompt below - Reflect and JOIN US!!!
Stories are powerful reminders of the abundant ways
God is present with us and among us.
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COME AND SHARE YOUR STORY…. A TIME OF LISTENING TO THE HOLY AMONG US!
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WOMEN’S STORY CIRCLE – September 17, 2020
Oh God, above all, remind me that mine is a story that no one else can tell.
Grant me the confidence to share my story and the curiosity to welcome and appreciate the stories of others.
Thank you for this connection to Your divine Holy Spirit. In Your name I pray. Amen.
The effort to untangle the human words from the divine seems not only futile but also unnecessary
because God works with what is. God uses whatever is usable in a life. Barbara Brown Taylor
An Off-Hand Remark
Winn Dixie was selling a fistful of coral hued gladioli today for $1.99.
Carefully I nestled them in the cart with my canned goods and dairy products, took them home and secured them in the tallest vase in the cupboard.
Many years ago I promised myself there would always be fresh cut flowers in my home;
you will usually find stems there from my own garden, inexpensive grocery market blossoms or an occasional splurge from the florist.
One year when we were both raising our young families my friend, Sharon, planted a beautiful flower garden beside her front door. Midsummer I congratulated her on the addition to her yard. "It was you who prompted that garden", she admitted. "I'll never forget asking how you could afford the flowers you had planted in your front yard last summer. At the time it seemed difficult to find the money to just put groceries on the table for four hungry kids. But you reminded me that we also need to feed our souls."
I was amazed that she remembered my impromptu remark or that it would make a lasting impression on her. I often go walking in the vacant fields near our home. I find dainty lavender blossoms at the end of leafless towering stalks. Wild grapevine curls wherever it can grab hold. Shrubs are often covered with flowering vines. Forgotten hibiscus bushes add a rainbow of colors. I gather bouquets and bring them into my home.
Barbara Darling, 2003
Do you recall a casual remark you or someone else made that formed a lasting impression?
What small tradition in your life feeds your soul?
Is there a promise you’ve made to yourself and managed to keep alive?
Does the thought from Brown-Taylor bring anything to mind for you?
For the wonders that astound us.
For the truths that confound us.
Most of all that love has found us.
Thanks be to God
from the hymn “For the Fruit of all Creation” 1903
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