Gathering Music (Mary Bopp)
Welcome (Emmy Galbraith)
Announcements (Rev. Josh Pawelek)
Centering
Prelude and Calling the Quarters
"To the Four Directions"
Music by Mary Bopp
Words adapted from Joan Goodwin's "To the Four Directions"
Sandy Johnson, vocals
Chalice Lighting and Opening Words
Ancestors
by Emily Bridget Taylor
spoken by Josie Bernier (11:00 AM)
Opening Hymn
#103 "For All the Saints"
For all the saints who from their labors rest,
who thee by faith before the world confessed,
they name most holy be forever blest. Alleluia! Alleluia!
Thou wast their rock, their shelter, and their might;
their strength and solace in the well-fought fight;
thou, in the darkness deep their one true light. Alleluia! Alleluia!
O blest communion of the saints divine!
We live in struggle, they in glory shine;
yet all are one in thee, for all are thine. Alleluia! Alleluia!
And when the strife is fierce, the conflict long,
steals on the ear the distant triumph-song
and hearts are brave again, and arms are strong. Alleluia! Alleluia!
Story for All Ages
"Ama's Spirit"
by Beth Hudson Hankins
Body Prayer
"My Roots Go Down"
by Sarah Pirtle, et al
My roots go down, down into the earth
My roots go down, down into the earth
My roots go down, down into the earth
My roots go down.
I am a willow, bending in the wind...
I am a waterfall skippin' home...
I am an acorn waiting to be born...
I am an oak tree, tall and bold...
Building the Altar of Remembrance
"Comfort Me"
by Mimi Bornstein-Doble
Comfort me, comfort me
Comfort me oh my soul
Comfort me, comfort me
Comfort me, oh my soul
Joys and Concerns
Musical Interlude
Offering
The recipient of our October Community Outreach Offering is MARC, Inc. MARC, Inc. provides the opportunity for people with intellectual and developmental disabilities to live meaningful lives of independence, choice, inclusion and continuous personal growth.
Offering Music
"Faded in the Sun"
by Lilly Coleman
Remembering our deceased UUSE members and friends
Remembrances
Closing Hymn
#52 "In Sweet Fields of Autumn"
words by Elizabeth Madison
music by William James Kirkpatrick
In sweet fields of autumn the gold grain is falling,
the white clouds drift lonely, the wild swan is calling.
Alas for the daisies, the tall fern and grasses,
when wind-sweep and rainfall fill lowlands and passes.
The snows of December shall fill windy hollow;
the bleak rain trails after, the March wind shall follow.
The deer through the valleys leave print of their going;
and diamonds of sleet mark the ridges of snowing.
The stillness of death shall stoop over the water,
the plover sweep low where the pale streamlets falter;
but deep in the earth clod the black seed is living;
when spring sounds her bugles for rousing and giving.
Closing Words
"When I Leave Here"
by Loryn Brantz
Extinguishing the Chalice
Closing Circle
May faith in the spirit of life
And hope for the community of earth
And love of the light in each other
Be ours now, and in all the days to come.
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