Virtual Coffee Hour
11:30 a.m. Sunday, July 11, 2021, via Zoom — click this link.
Order of Service
Friendship
Opening Song “Friends Forever” by Carl Rust
Welcome From a Board Member Terry Mark
Fellowship Life from Amy
Gong
We ring the gong three times:
Once for those who came before us and made a place for us
Once for those who are here now
Once for those who will come after us and build on the dream.
Chalice Lighting Chad Crabtree
Hymn# 113 “Where is Our Holy Church?”
Unison Covenant
Love is the spirit of this church,
And service is its law.
To dwell together in peace,
To seek the truth in love,
And to help one another:
This is our covenant
Offering /Offertory Patty and Chris
Hymn # 134 “Our World is One World”
Sermon Friendship
Hymn # 299 “Make Channels for the Streams of Love”
Benediction by Wayne Arnason
Postlude Bach, played by Lizzie
Today’s Hymns
#134 Our World is One World
Our world is one world:
what touches one affects us all:
the seas that wash us round about,
the clouds that cover us, the rains that fall.
Our world is one world:
the thoughts we think affect us all:
the way we build our attitudes,
with love or hate, we make a bridge or wall.
Our world is one world:
its ways of wealth affect us all:
the way we spend, the way we share,
who are the rich or poor, who stand or fall?
Our world is one world:
just like a ship that bears us all:
where fear and greed make many holes,
but where our hearts can hear a different call.
Hymn #113
Where is our holy church?
Where race and class unite
as equal persons in the search
for beauty, truth, and right.
Where is our holy writ?
Where’er a human heart
a sacred torch of truth has lit,
by inspiration taught.
Where is our holy One?
A mighty host respond;
the people rise in every land
to break the captive’s bond.
Where is our holy land?
Within the human soul,
wherever free minds truly seek
with character the goal.
Where is our paradise?
In aspiration’s sight,
wherein we hope to see
arise ten thousand years of right.
#299 Make Channels for the Streams of Love
Make channels for the streams of love where they may broadly run;
and love has overflowing streams to fill them every one.
But if at any time we cease such channels to provide,
the very founts of love for us will soon be parched and dried.
For we must share, if we would keep this gift all else above;
we cease to give, we cease to have — such is the law of love.