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.
Palm/Passion liturgy w/communion for April 13, 2025
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Texts: Isaiah 50:4-91; Psalm 118:1-2, 19-29; Philippians 2:5-11; Luke
19:28-40
*Call to Worship*
On this day of palms and celebration,
Jesus continues hi...
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