Chancel Ringers Notes
October 30, 2013
Thanks for playing on Sunday
Thanks for the good rehearsal on Monday. Thanks to those of you whose assignments were slightly altered. Nona will not be able to ring with both arms for a while so we made some adjustments. Thanks in advance to Nona for leading the rehearsal this coming Monday. I know you will have a good time with her.
I will see you on November 11th.
I am grateful for all of you.
Peace,
Ruth Ann
I will see you on November 11th.
I am grateful for all of you.
Peace,
Ruth Ann
Playing Schedule
Sunday, November 17, all services.
Morning Procession
Now We Offer
Sunday, December 8, all services.
Comfort Ye
Rejoice, Rejoice Believers
Possibly portion of Ding Dong Merrily on High
Below: Tryptych: Hearts Journey by Quinn
Morning Procession
Now We Offer
Sunday, December 8, all services.
Comfort Ye
Rejoice, Rejoice Believers
Possibly portion of Ding Dong Merrily on High
Below: Tryptych: Hearts Journey by Quinn
Prayers
For Lori and a quick recovery from her knee injury.
For Nona - healing from shoulder surgery on October 21
For those fighting cancer: Roger L. - for discernment concerning surgery
Grateful for cancer survivors: Wanda and Valerie
For encouragement: Ashley Roper and her family (David is her dad)
For our college students: Trace Hayles (graduate studies), Kayla Nichols and Michelle Zimmerman; John Lind
For parents of young children: Ashley
For those taking care of parents: Nona, Shelly (her mom has Alzheimer's)
Below: Psalm 5, Hallelujah Morning by Virginia Wieringa
Celebrations
Nona's successful surgery
Matt and Stephanie (Lind) Schlimm are expecting a baby in April!
On the Light Side
A local United Way office realized that it had never received a donation from the town's's richest man, a leading CEO. The contributions manager cornered him after a Sunday service. "Our research shows that out of a yearly income of at least $50,000,000, you give not a penny to charity. Wouldn't you like to give back to the community in some way?"
The CEO mulled this over for a moment, then replied, "First, did your research also show that my mom is dying after a long illness, and had medical bills that are several times her annual income?" Embarrassed, the United Way rep mumbled "Um...no." "Or that my brother, a disabled veteran, is blind and confined to a wheelchair? Or that my sister's husband died in a traffic accident, leaving her penniless with 3 kids?" The humiliated United Way rep, completely beaten said simply, "I had no idea..." On a roll, the CEO cut him off,"...So if I don't give any money to them, why should I give any to you?"
The CEO mulled this over for a moment, then replied, "First, did your research also show that my mom is dying after a long illness, and had medical bills that are several times her annual income?" Embarrassed, the United Way rep mumbled "Um...no." "Or that my brother, a disabled veteran, is blind and confined to a wheelchair? Or that my sister's husband died in a traffic accident, leaving her penniless with 3 kids?" The humiliated United Way rep, completely beaten said simply, "I had no idea..." On a roll, the CEO cut him off,"...So if I don't give any money to them, why should I give any to you?"
Remembering
Susan Palo Cherwien is one of my favorite poets. She writes for and to the worshipping church. I hope you have a good All Saints Day and enjoy this poem.
A Time for Remembrance
from From Glory into Glory: Reflections for Worship by Susan Palo Cherwien
The Lakota
among other plains tribes
kept a pictorial record
of the passing of the years
called a
winter count.
Painted on a buffalo hide
the pictures spiraled inward
each representing
one year
one major event
that characterized that particular year.
Perhaps
we should all
keep a winter count,
a winter count
of people--
people who have significantly
colored a year of our life
or, by a kind word or attention
changed our journey.
Perhaps
we could draw a picture
or compose a melody
like Elgar's Enigma variations
or write just a couplet
to re-member and name.
Think of all the people
we have encountered
and how they are in our bones
and how their voices are in our ears
and how their kindness
broadened our center.
Perhaps
we should keep a winter count
a winter count
of people
all the blessed generations
that God has woven
overlapping
meandering
into our seasons.
A Time for Remembrance
from From Glory into Glory: Reflections for Worship by Susan Palo Cherwien
The Lakota
among other plains tribes
kept a pictorial record
of the passing of the years
called a
winter count.
Painted on a buffalo hide
the pictures spiraled inward
each representing
one year
one major event
that characterized that particular year.
Perhaps
we should all
keep a winter count,
a winter count
of people--
people who have significantly
colored a year of our life
or, by a kind word or attention
changed our journey.
Perhaps
we could draw a picture
or compose a melody
like Elgar's Enigma variations
or write just a couplet
to re-member and name.
Think of all the people
we have encountered
and how they are in our bones
and how their voices are in our ears
and how their kindness
broadened our center.
Perhaps
we should keep a winter count
a winter count
of people
all the blessed generations
that God has woven
overlapping
meandering
into our seasons.