From Dee Ledger of Maryland, US, comes this amazing call to worship which speaks to next Sunday’s Hebrew Bible text for the Revised Common Lectionary.

Call to Worship — Daybreak on the Rise based on Genesis: 32:22-31

Leader: We are sent as family.
Sisters, brothers, aunts and uncles, mammas and pappas, the wanted and unwanted…

Men: Sent across the scorching desert, the churning river,
the quiet chasm of despair, the gaps of want
and need
and desire.

Leader: We are daybreak on the rise!

Women: After angels two-steppin’ rungs vertical and horizontal.

Leader: After God shoutin’ promises of real estate, real protection, and real freedom

Men: Even stone pillows grow soft with yearning and naming,
witnessing and being,
singing about some forgotten awe.

ALL: Daybreak on the rise, my people! Daybreak on the rise!

Leader: Jacob found an angel in his tattered pocket.

Men: That angel just won’t keep still…

Two of my favourite people in the academic world are my friends Rachael Pitt (aka @thefellowette) and Nigel Palmer. Whenever we have a catch up, which is sadly rare, we have a fine old time talking shop over beer and chips (well lemonade in my case, but you get the picture).

Some time ago ago Rachael started calling us ‘The B Team’ because we were all appointed on a level B in the Australian university pay-scale system (academic Level B is not quite shit kicker entry level academia – that’s level A just in case you were wondering – but it’s pretty close). I always go home feeling a warm glow of collegiality after a B team talk, convinced that being an academic is the best job in the entire world. Rachael reckons that this positive glow is a result of the ‘circle of niceness’ we create just by being…

By Debbie Hagan

Mother is gone. One day I’ll pick up the phone and hear one of my sisters saying these words. Mom’s eighty-one now, and though she’s in relatively good health—survived two bouts of cancer—I know her life can’t go on forever. Mother tries to prepare me. She discusses her bank accounts, goes through her list of keepsakes, and asks me to help her order a tombstone.

I’m stoic. Every time I lift this veil, gaze at what life will be like after Mother, I see darkness.

So Adriana Páramo’s memoir, My Mother’s Funeral,  not only goes to a place I’m reluctant to go, but opens with the dreaded call.  “I collapsed in slow motion,” she writes about hearing the news. “My body trickled down a wall until my chin touched my knees. I thought about Mom’s face, but couldn’t see it. I could see her eyes but not…

Discover fun and educational events happening this week in western Massachusetts, along with announcements, upcoming events, links, resources and the HFVS podcast.

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