a short but sweet get together before Taylor headed to the airport today....
Saturday, January 4, 2025
Friday, January 3, 2025
Murray Time
It's rare that all these people are in Seattle (now that four of them are in college spread from coast to coast), so it was quite the treat to host the Murrays for dinner tonight....
Epiphany prayer: "O
God of Stars and Journeys, we ask your blessing on this threshold. May all
whose journeys lead them through these doors be blessed with health, generosity
of spirit, a joyful heart, and deep peace. O God of Welcome, may all who enter
this doorway rejoice to find Christ living among us, and may we seek and serve,
in everyone we meet, that same Jesus who is the incarnate Word, now and
forever. Amen"
Thursday, January 2, 2025
Throwback Thursday- January 2nd
January 2, 2003
January 2, 2003
January 2, 2003
January 2, 2005
January 2, 2005
January 2, 2006
January 2, 2006
January 2, 2006
January 2, 2007
January 2, 2008
January 2, 2008
January 2, 2008
January 2, 2008
January 2, 2008
January 2, 2009
January 2, 2009
January 2, 2009
January 2, 2009
January 2, 2010
January 2, 2010
January 2, 2010
January 2, 2011
January 2, 2011
January 2, 2012
January 2, 2012
January 2, 2013
January 2, 2014
January 2, 2014
January 2, 2015
January 2, 2017
January 2, 2019
January 2, 2020
Wednesday, January 1, 2025
Welcome 2025!
For you, for the new year: a blessing that has been waiting for you to arrive. As we cross into 2025, may we find it—and make it—a welcoming kind of year.
BLESSING THE THRESHOLD
This blessing
has been waiting for you
for a long time.
While you have been
making your way here,
this blessing has been
gathering itself,
making ready,
biding its time,
praying.
This blessing has been
polishing the door,
oiling the hinges,
sweeping the steps,
lighting candles
in the windows.
This blessing has been
setting the table
as it hums a tune
from an old song
it knows,
something about
a spiraling road
and bread
and grace.
All this time
it has kept an eye
on the horizon,
watching,
keeping vigil,
hardly aware of how
it was leaning itself
in your direction.
And now that
you are here,
this blessing
can hardly believe
its good fortune
that you have finally arrived,
that it can drop everything
at last
to fling its arms wide
to you, crying
welcome,
welcome,
welcome.
—Jan Richardson
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