I know.
It's not snowing.
The sun is even shining.
The wind is breezy and bold.
But it is starting to feel like November. When everything is really dead and grey and cold, but no snow.
I don't like the inbetween time of the transition. When it isn't fall really, any more, and it is not quite winter.
Makes me restless.
and my toes are cold.
Liturgy w/communion for April 21, 2024 (Easter 4 - B)
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Texts: Acts 4:5-12; Psalm 23; 1 John 3:16-24; John 10:11-18
*Call to Worship*
We gather in the presence of our God:
*where grieving people and children...
5 days ago
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