by Ken Sehested
In the company of these witnesses, round this table of remembrance of baptismal vows, within hearing of the One who delights in our company and in whose Promise we trust, let us make our professions.
What do we believe?
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To love at all is to be vulnerable. The only places outside Heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all the dangers and perturbations of love is Hell. — C.S. Lewis
by Ken Sehested
In the company of these witnesses, round this table of remembrance of baptismal vows, within hearing of the One who delights in our company and in whose Promise we trust, let us make our professions.
What do we believe?
Read more ›With a blood moon steep arising, and the sun beyond its set; stars, wobbling in their course, submit to gravity’s fated threat.
The Apocalypse’s disclosure of the Promised One’s descent into creaturely exposure ’mid cruel suffering and lament.
Speak, O Ancient of Days, from moon’s eclipse, sun’s sunken shroud, from blackened hills and choking streams,
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Open your mouths, oh people of praise. Unchain your lungs and unleash your lips.
Let joyful noise erupt from every muted tongue, thankful hymns from every muffled mouth.![]()
by Ken Sehested
"Why are you cast down,
O my soul,
and why are you
disquieted within me?" (Psalm 42:5a)
We are a people acquainted with grief.
In the bonds of this Body none need be embarrassed
at the sound of sobbing, of the soul’s aching groan.
by Ken Sehested
From earth’s wide bounds, from ocean’s farthest coast*
We praise the Name alone in which we boast
Seal our unity around Thy Host
Alleluia! Alleluia!
We stand amid the wonderment and woe
Caressing each other, as You our hearts console
Break forth in song, all creatures here below!
Alleluia! Alleluia!
by Ken Sehested
Blessed are the poor, they shall all be raised
Blessed, you mournful, sorrow turning to praise
Blessed are the meek, all the earth be yours
Blessed: all the hungry-hearted shall endure.
Chorus: Rock on, you beatitudes, teach me to pray.
Rock on, you beatitudes, help me obey.
Jesus, lead me on along the Pilgrim Way.
Rock on, ‘til the coming of the Bright New Day.
by Nancy Hastings Sehested
Mercy is not mercy if it is offered to those who deserve it.
It is not ignoring cruelties or violence.
Read more ›In the book by his name, Job is addressed directly by the Lord God: “Gird up you loins, oh human one! I have questions for you. See if you can answer.
“Where were you when I laid the foundation of the earth? Who laid its cornerstone, when the morning stars sang together and all the children of God shouted for joy?
“Who shut in the sea with doors when it burst forth from my womb and fashioned its garment with clouds?
Read more ›Let blessings leap from your lips, you People of Mercy!
For the One who saves is the One who serves.
Bring all that you are to this holy abode. Take off your shoes and lean into God’s breath.
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To the Blessed One of Heaven does my heart heave its burden.
For release from my shame, I wait all the day long.
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