As Rev. Jen preached last Sunday, there’s a fine line between hope and despair. Sometimes the world seems hopeless and change impossible. Hope feels like a cruel joke. Despair seems to move through every fiber of our being. But what if, as Emily Dickinson writes, “Hope is the thing with feathers – That perches in the soul – And sings the tune without the words – And never stops – at all.” What if hope is this stubborn? What if, unbeknownst to us, and regardless of circumstances, hope is singing away in the deepest parts of our souls?
Join us for worship this Sunday, Dec. 10, at 9:30 or 11:15 a.m.