PRELUDE The Song of Khivria M. Mussorgsky
Lora Katz, horn, David Chapman, music
director and pianist
WELCOME & ANNOUNCEMENTS John Bartoli, worship
OPENING WORDS Barbara W. & Jaco B. ten Hove, co-ministers
HYMN #367 Allelu, Allelu
FLAMING CHALICE DEDICATION
INTONATION An die Musik F. Shubert
THE ART OF MOVEMENT Pat Tompkins, Arts Committee
CHORAL DANCE Siyahamba trad. S. African
The Paint Branch Chalice Dancers, Sharon Werth, director
THE ART OF WORDS John Bartoli, worship associate
PROSE AND POETRY Various Paint Branchers
Read by Leo Jones and John Bartoli
HYMN #326 Let All the Beauty We Have Known
THE ART OF THE EYES Jane Trout, Arts Committee
SPECIAL MUSIC Excerpt from Pictures at an Exhibition M.
(Please enjoy the visual art around us during this time.)
THE ART OF SOUND Barbara W. ten Hove, co-minister
CHORAL ANTHEM Choose Something Like A Star R. Frost,
conducted by Robert Holloway, former music director,
Deni Foster, pianist
SILENCE, REFLECTION OR PRAYER
OFFERTORY Sarabande from the Partita in a
minor for unaccompanied flute J.S. Bach
John Lagerquist, flute
During the offering, please feel free to light a silent candle
for your joy or sorrow.
RESPONSE #123 Spirit of Life
CHORAL POSTLUDE Rhythm of Life D. Fields, C. Coleman
WELCOME & ANNOUNCEMENTS - John Bartoli,
Good morning! Welcome to PBUUC on this beautiful crisp October
day. My name is John Bartoli and I'm a member of this church
and a Worship Associate. Today marks the beginning of our 50th
Anniversary celebration with a salute to the arts and what they
have meant to us as a congregation. The freedom to express ourselves
through the arts has always been important to us here at Paint
Branch and today we will see and hear a lot of those talents as
expressed in dance, poetry, paint and song...
Also please note that during these 50th anniversary celebrations,
the shape of our services will be a little different. They're
going to be jam-packed with memories from and salutes to our 50
year history. They will also be jam-packed with people. So, please
make room for others and feel free to come up front and sit where
you can enjoy the view!
The order of today's service is printed in your bulletins along
with our seven Unitarian Universalist principles and the sources
from which they come. We also have a website at www.pbuuc.org
with information on services and events and a calendar of coming
50th anniversary events.
There are many special announcements in the bulletin. In addition,
I'd like to announce that next Sunday, our Religious Education/Exploration
program is headed into the District as a group to visit the National
Museums of the American Indian and Natural History. Families need
to sign their young ones up for this field trip, and other adult
chaperones are needed. Please look for the field trip display
in the lobby and sign up today. Thank you.
I'd like to recognize the presence of our children and youth
at this service and welcome them heartily. It is good to have
you among us and I promise that this will be a spectacular service!
Now, I would like to especially greet any first time visitors
to our church and if you feel comfortable doing so, please stand
so we can see who you are....Welcome to you all...please stay
after service for coffee and conversation, there's plenty of information
in the lobby about Unitarian Universalism and about our church
in particular. Feel free to sign up for our monthly newsletter.
OK! Let's turn to our neighbors, both the familiar and the new
and make a joyful noise of welcome to our community.
OPENING WORDS - Co-ministers
Barbara: Good morning. I am Barbara Wells ten Hove,
co-minister of this church with my husband Jaco. We add
our welcome to all of you.
Jaco: 50 years ago this very day, October 17, 1954,
a group of Unitarians gathered in a University of Maryland building
in College Park for the first service of what was to become the
Paint Branch Unitarian Universalist Church. For 50 years now,
this congregation has provided a liberal religious voice and presence
in Prince George's County and the state of Maryland.
Barbara: Today we celebrate the first of four services
that are planned to honor our 50th anniversary as a church. Next
Sunday, we will recognize the many Movers and Shakers, including
three of our former ministers, who have made this church into
what it is today. On Oct. 31, the service will honor the role
Social Justice has played in shaping this congregation, plus Jaco
will preach a sermon titled, "Wrestling Less with Angels
than with Prophets." And on Nov. 7, our celebration culminates
with an appearance in our pulpit by the Rev. William Sinkford,
president of the Unitarian Universalist Association. Each weekend
includes activities beyond the Sunday service. I note in particular
today's concert featuring many notable Paint Branchers. Please
join me at 4pm today for a musical feast.
Jaco: It is appropriate that we begin this month long
anniversary celebration with a service that honors the Art and
Spirit of Paint Branch. For the past five decades, poets and artists,
musicians and dancers, singers and actors, have graced our lives
with their creative spirits. The powerful spiritual gifts that
artists bring to religious community are real and significant.
This church is a special place because there have been so many
talented artists among us.
Barbara: As we gather today in a community of all ages,
let us sing and rejoice. And sing Allelu for the glorious spirit
that flourishes whenever good people come together in worship.
HYMN #367 Allelu, Allelu Sing and Rejoice!
FLAMING CHALICE DEDICATION - John Bartoli
Last year I bought a card that entitles me to a ten percent
discount for one year on all purchases at a local bookstore. It
costs ten dollars a year but I usually spend more than enough
to make up for that cost. I was buying a book in that store the
other day and using that card. The cashier scanned my card and
told me I only had 24 days left on my year's subscription. But
don't worry, he said, it will only cost five dollars for a senior
citizen like myself to renew the card.
That was the first time someone had assumed I was a senior
citizen without asking. And I'm sure it's not going to be the
last time. I was at first taken aback and even slightly insulted,
not because he had assumed I was older than I looked but because
he had pretty well nailed my age correctly. I was ruminating about
the sad state of getting older for the next week or so. Then I
had lunch with my brother, who, by the way, is older than me,
and he had a different take on the subject of senior citizen-hood.
Anywhere he goes, restaurants, bookstores, department stores,
gas stations, he always asks for and insists on getting his senior
discount. I think he feels he's earned the rights to his years
and now he wants to get some of the benefits due him.
These are two very contrasting points of view about the aging
process. I compared them with our church and its anniversary that
we are beginning to celebrate. Yes, we're fifty years old this
month. Yes, we've been around a long time. Yes, we can look worn
out and used up here and there. But, we've accomplished a lot
in fifty years. It's time to enjoy those accomplishments and look
forward to the future. And our future sits among us today. Our
children, our youth. What will the next fifty years bring for
them? And what kind of a message should we give our younger folk
who are just starting out in our community?
So, with apologies to Dr. Seuss, and in honor of our salute
to the arts today, I have adapted a piece of his to underline
the importance of the threshold on which we sit and to preface
the lighting of our chalice, the symbol of our community.
Oh, The Places We'll Go!
Congratulations to us!
Today is our day.
We're off to Great Places!
We're off and away!
We have brains in our head.
We have feet in our shoes.
We can steer ourselves
Any direction we choose.
We're on our own. And we know what we know.
And WE are the ones who'll decide where to go.
We'll look up and down streets. Look 'em over with care.
About some we will say, "I don't choose to go there."
With our head full of brains and our shoes full of feet,
We're too smart to go down any not-so-good street.
And we may not find any
We'll want to go down.
In that case, of course,
We'll head straight out of town.
It's opener there
In the wide open air.
Out there things can happen and frequently does
To people as brainy and footsy as us.
And when things start to happen,
Don't worry, Don't stew.
Just go right along.
We'll start happening too.
THE PLACES WE'LL GO!
Be our name Buxbaum or Bixby or Bray
or Mordecai Ali Van Allen O'Shea,
We're off to Great Places!
Today is our day!
Our mountain is waiting.
So...let's get on our way!
INTONATION: An die Musik F. Shubert
David Chapman, music director and pianist
THE ART OF MOVEMENT - Pat Tompkins, Arts Committee
I would like to begin with a quote attributed to Moliere: "All
ills of mankind, all the tragic misfortunes that fill the history
books, all the political blunders, all the failures of great leaders
have arisen merely from a lack of skill in dancing." Mmmm
interesting to ponder in this election season.
I don't know if I would go that far, but I do know that for
almost as long as we have existed as a congregation, dance has
been a valued and important part of our community here at Paint
In the early 1960's, Alane Atkinson and Nancy Tankersley
formed the first dance group. It was a group designed to give
people the opportunity to respond in individual ways to different
musical styles and rhythms. It became part of those busy evenings
in our first new building which included sculpture, pottery, painting
As the congregation has grown and evolved, dance has found
new forms of expression for us and so we have continued to dance.
Sometimes it has been only a few of us sometimes it has
been all of us.
We have danced purely for ourselves, to experience responding
to music and rhythm in our own unique ways. We have spliced together
musical recordings to create accompaniment to dances we ourselves
have created. We have danced in costume recreating Renaissance
steps accompanied by the recorder group.
While the dance groups have provided particular program moments,
we have all joined hands as a congregation . In sometimes chaotic,
but always joyful circles we have repeated patterns we've learned
just that day. We have danced together in the glen, at the end
of our June outdoor service and before our annual picnic.
We have danced at Buck Lodge Junior High School, after the
skit and story, and just before our Christmas dinner. We have
danced together at the Adelphi Mill and in this very room in celebration
of milestones in the life of our congregation. We have danced
to honor the arts. We have danced to celebrate holidays. We have
danced just for the pure pleasure of being together.
Lillian Lee, one of the earliest participants in that
first dance group, notes that she was pleasantly surprised to
find that a church would consider offering opportunities to develop
all facets of the human spirit.
Speaking personally, I find that dance has given me an outlet
for expression which goes beyond words. It has helped me to know
my own body in ways that were invaluable when illness came calling.
It has challenged me while learning new steps and has rewarded
me with great feelings of accomplishment when music and movement
have blended to create a satisfying moment in time.
I would like to invite Lillian Lee and any other members
of that first dance group to stand And if you have ever been part
of one of our dance groups, I invite you to stand Thank you.
And now, in our 50th year, in this place where we experience
a religion which encourages us to learn and evolve, we are uniquely
privileged, even among Unitarian Universalist congregations, to
have dance as part of our liturgy. The Chalice Dancers, led by
Sharon Werth, add a wonderful dimension to our worship
Dance continues to play an important role in our lives as individuals
and in the life of our community as part of our religious expression.
This place, this religious institution, this wonderful Paint Branch
continues to offer us in words adapted from the writings of Anne
Morrow Lindbergh, "growth, and freedom in the sense that
dancers are free, barely touching as they pass, but partners in
the same pattern."
THE ART OF WORDS - John Bartoli
Words have always been important to me. I have spent many hours
arranging and rearranging them on a page to get them just right.
I marvel at the power of words when spoken at just the right time
and in just the right voice. Paint Branch has always given me
an outlet for working with words, whether it's writing skits for
the canvass or sharing stories with the Writer's Group or listening
to new poems at a "Poetry Out Loud" session.
For fifty years words have played a key role in the life of
Paint Branch. Here in this place I have heard words that had the
power to inspire and to uplift, to make laugh or to make cry,
to stimulate the thinking process or to excite the spiritual heart.
There are words that are packed with meaning or packed with feeling
or packed with both. But in addition to stimulating the mind,
it is the music of words, the sound and sense of them used creatively
that has the power to transport me to a place where I get nourishment
for my soul as well.
In 1979, Walker and Emily Dawson wrote a history of
Paint Branch covering our first 25 years. In 1994, Betty Allen
added a supplement that listed the highlights of what had happened
in the subsequent 15 years. In reading through both, I find that
our community never seemed to be without a drama group, or a writing
group, or a poetry group. Currently we have the Paint Branch Players,
the Writer's Group, and the Poetry Out Loud group-all people who
share their love of words.
The art of drama at Paint Branch has run the gamut from a simple
reading of a script at a meeting, to a night of fully staged one-act
plays, to a service whose sermon was a play written by one of
our members. Pat Tompkins and Stan Baer along with
Al Lowry are some of our dramatic connections with the
past and present players, and Robin Walbrook and the Paint
Branch Players are the latest incarnation of this willingness
to "show off" our talents.
The Writers Group has been around for at least 12 years, meeting
once a month to share each other's writing. Stan Baer,
Emily Nutku, and Marj Donn were some of the founders
of the group. Meribel Blanchard, a former church administrator,
has had two novels published by an online publisher.
Poetry Out Loud still meets to share their love of great poetry
of the past or to show off a few lines of their own. Thanks to
Betty Allen and the golden-voiced Loren Broc for
starting the Poetry Out Loud group those many years ago and to
Margaret Warner for keeping that flame going.
Other participants and major players in that group include:
Anne Etkin, who for many years has shared the title of
resident poet with Meg Waugh, who in the past has produced
two anthologies herself in addition to presenting more than a
few services on the subject. And let's not forget our recent "An
Ode to the Arts" service that featured the refreshing insights
of one of our newer poets, Heather Raffa.
In the few minutes I have I cannot possibly do justice to the
creative use of the word here at Paint Branch so we are going
to concentrate on poems I have found in a number of poetry anthologies
that I borrowed for this service. The latest is Anne Etkin's
anthology called "Cycles of the Year" preceded by "A
Harvest of Poetry" from a service in 2003 preceded by a 1999
anthology called "Poets of Paint Branch/Sharers of the Dream"
with some 21 authors and 83 poems. Then I have two wonderful anthologies
of Meg Waugh's poetry from 1981 and 1979 but the real bit
of history is this "Paint Branch Anthology" from 1977
containing 15 poets and 89 poems.
Today, Leo Jones and I will read a sample of these poems.
I picked each one because I felt they showed our strong connection
to the creative use of words and because they used our buildings
and grounds as metaphors to describe our feelings about our community.
PROSE AND POETRY -- Various Paint Branchers
Read by Leo Jones and John Bartoli
This Word by Meg Waugh (1979)
should be sentenced to death.
Why not all these words?
All have betrayed.
They never let me explain-
Sometimes one answers up for another!
Regularly they make me foolish.
There's no way to make them stay in line
or know what they're doing.
They've been around so long they're wise!
They will say what they want to say
no matter how you frame it.
The question is
how to sentence words.
But what luck!
It is election year!
Even those who do not choose to run
How fitting that words
should fall into the mouths
The Buildings of Our Church by Anne Etkin
I. College Park
We rented in tempos at Maryland U.,
Where our thinking was high, though our quarters were mean,
Where our speakers spoke under a 'No Smoking' sign
And over the wails of a coffee machine,
Where each Sunday's equipment to use in R.E.
Was stored in the crawl-space down under the floor
(To stand up straight was to bang your pate;
My noggin is still sore!)
But still these buildings gave a place
Where eager minds could meet their need,
Where hopes could sparkle, thoughts could soar,
From old unyielding dogmas freed
II. Paint Branch
This lovely woodland came our way,
And splendid R.E. building, too;
Our purse was flat, so that was that:
Instead of two buildings, just one had to do.
And still that building gave us space
To sorrow, think, create and play,
And-feeling welcome, warm at heart-
Give help where we could see a way.
III. The Meeting House Speaks:
"My friends, you see a quiet place
In woodland. I provide a base;
But what you'll be and what you'll do
is plainly up to you.
"Still, every Sunday morning,
Come sun, come snow, come rain,
I'll call the questing people in
And send them forth again."
Entering Paint Branch by Elise Atlas (Oct. 1995)
I cross the wood bridge
Beneath the tall trees
And am encircled with peace
New Church, Old Church by Betty Allen (1991)
Make no mistake,
You are not yet our home.
Lofty and beautiful and new-
The climax of our lengthy dreams so long deferred.
No agonies, no trembling, no despair
Have hallowed you.
No questing souls have tentatively crossed
Only a little step divides you from our past,
The place we've left, which loves and tears
And triumphs made a refuge,
Long our dear home.
So as we marvel at your gracious height
Receive our memories-
Let them be a bridge
To tie us to the lovers and the friends
Who were, who are, who shall be in these places,
In spirit and in flesh made one.
The Window Wall at Paint Branch Church by Anne Etkin
I watch through the window the woods and stream,
As the seasons come and go;
And from moment to moment they hardly seem
To change, for change comes slow.
From bud into leaf and from vigor to mold
Move the trees in the rain and sun;
The stream that was stilled by the winter cold
In the spring will laugh and run.
Oh, changing unchanging the seasons unfold
Oh, changing unchanging the long years unfold,
Bringing shadow, bringing sun.
PBUC (1977) by Betty Allen
Here be a wood of wideness
Space for all dreams
Pillow for quested sleep
Ladder of light-for our star-wending feet.
THE ART OF THE EYES - Jane Trout, Arts Committee
Visual Arts at Paint Branch has a long, rich and unusual history.
These artworks that you see around you are by current and past
members and friends who are a part of that history. Let me tell
you a little about it now.
During the 70s, Sy Gresser and Dorothy Lewis
led a painting and sculpture group, which is still talked about
as an exciting experience. There was a photography group and a
group of people who met for life drawing led by Dorothy Lewis.
This group had a model, a young woman who came each week. She
told her mother that she was "going to do Church work."
Another group met for wood working in the home of John Ditman.
He is the person who designed and built our pulpit and the risers
for the choir from some trees that had grown on our property.
Visual artists have also designed covers for the orders of service,
concert programs and auction brochures. One aspiring sculptor
made a nearly life sized head of an elephant in paper mache as
part of a costume for an R.E. program held in the glen. I recall
this vividly because my husband, Dave, was the hind part of that
A tradition of exhibits of paintings, drawings, photographs
and other visual arts began in the Kelley Room around 1969, when
a local artist, Elinore Behr, began putting up shows which
were changed every three or four weeks. Others who have worked
on organizing these exhibits were: Dorothy Lewis, Betty Allen
and Meribel Lavell, Ed Scullen, Susan Van Ost, Ann Sutherland,
Gary Irby and myself. There may even be others I have missed.
One other person who should be mentioned as a bright light
in the visual arts field at Paint Branch is Dan Sutherland
once a student in our R.E. Program, because he applied for and
received (from the Unitarian Universalist Association) a Stansfield
Scholarship to study art. He eventually completed his Masters
of Fine Art at Syracuse University.
If I have mentioned your name, please stand now and be recognized.
You might wonder how visual art has enhanced the religious
life of this church. Artwork has for a long time been a part of
our warm, friendly and caring environment, providing the background
for Sunday services, weddings or memorial services. It gives members
a chance to increase their appreciation, understanding and enjoyment
of a variety of kinds of artwork and has often been a subject
of lively conversation. Exhibits may help us live our principles
by developing awareness of the need for social justice or inspiring
respect for the web of life.
Exhibits have introduced our church to others who may know
very little about Unitarian Universalism. We have provided a venue
for new artists to display their work in a caring environment.
Art is a means of communication and a large part of it is about
feelings-those the artist is trying to convey and those aroused
in the viewer. Artworks can point up the struggles of the artist
to find harmony within. Art encourages viewers to see the world
with new eyes, to find meaning and value in the ordinary and familiar
and also in unexpected places.
While David [Chapman] plays for us, please take a little time
now to enjoy this exhibit. You may stand up and walk around so
that you can see better.
SPECIAL MUSIC Excerpt from Pictures at an Exhibition
(Please enjoy the visual art around us during this time.)
THE ART OF SOUND - Barbara W. ten Hove, co-minister
One can hardly speak of religion without acknowledging music
and the significant role it plays in the lives of people of faith.
In every culture in every time, some form of music has found its
way into the spiritual lives of humans. From powerful drumbeats,
to mystical chanting, to full voice chorales, to the strumming
of a guitar-music has been one of the most powerful ways to express
the deepest longings of our hearts.
Here at Paint Branch, music has, from the very beginning, been
a central element in the worship life of this church. I am told
that when the first Paint Branch pioneers gathered at the University
of Maryland to listen to All Souls Unitarian minister, A. Powell
Davies, speak through the telephone wires, they heard not
only his stimulating sermons but the whole service, including
the excellent music.
Perhaps this is why, when the church had its own minister and
no longer listened to the All Souls services, a music director,
Jean Mohr, came on board to make sure that music would
continue being a part of the congregation's experience each week.
A choir formed and pianists emerged to make sure that singing
of all kinds added beauty to the worship. For 50 years, this commitment
to music and its role in the life of the spirit has continued
unabated at Paint Branch.
Early this fall, I took a moment during choir practice to ask
the choir members to each tell us how long they had sung in the
choir and why it was important to them. The answer to the first
question was wide-ranging; there are members of the choir who
have been a part of it for decades and a few who only joined this
year. The answer to the second question-why choir is important-was
powerful to hear. Almost without exception, people spoke of how
making music together helps to create community and how connected
they feel to each other. They also spoke of how singing for the
congregation in worship is a powerful thing. They know that their
music touches you, and that matters.
And as one of the ministers who have served this church during
its 50 years, I can assure you that it matters to us as well.
Music has the power to make potent ideas come alive, and allows
profound feelings to emerge.
I remember a few years ago, when Dan Abraham was music
director, he had us learn a song cycle based on writings from
children who were at the Terezin concentration camp during WWII.
Joined by the UU Church of Silver Spring, then led by Paint Branch
member Donna Simonton, we sang words of horror, grief,
pain, and hope-and the whole congregation sat in stunned silence
at the end, profoundly moved. As much as I love preaching, I know
that sometimes music can get a message across far better than
Music is also a significant way of building community and reaching
across the generations. Just this fall, our choir chose to sing
for the wedding of Elizabeth Yanowitch and Andy Myrup
and for the memorial service for Manuel Pereira, husband
of choir member Nancy Boardman. Folks in the choir understand
that we are there to do more than just make music. As a church
choir, we also come together every week to be reminded that we
care for each other in large and small ways that really mean a
Music also can speak to people of all ages. Over the years,
children and youth have found ways to make music a central part
of their Paint Branch experience, from the various children's
choirs to the Paint Branch philharmonic. In recent years, David
Chapman has done a marvelous job of including music by young
people in our weekly worship. Do you remember the beauty of youth
group members Cara Snyder and Colin McCoy singing
"Seasons of Love" from the music Rent just last
month? It was stunning.
There is so much more I could say about the wonderful gifts
music has brought to this church throughout the years. But, let
me just say one more thing. For many of us in our lives, the bulk
of the music we hear is recorded, and generally by professional
musicians. It is becoming increasingly rare for amateurs to make
music, and even rarer for people who aren't musicians to participate
in the act of making music. Here at this church we offer people
a chance not only to hear terrific music created mostly by people
who play and sing only for the sheer joy of it, we also sing together-all
of us-at least twice each week. For some of us, the weekly singing
of the hymn "Spirit of Life" is the highlight of our
service. Today, when we get to that part of our worship, listen
as well as sing. The musical spirit of Paint Branch lives in all
our voices and the singing of that song is a blessing each week.
Throughout our history, Paint Branch has brought a creative
and beautiful spirit to life in community. And our music has been
a central avenue for us to express our joy, sorrow, despair and
hope. There are so many people who have made this so, but let
me take just a minute to thank a few who have made a real difference
in the 50-year history of our church. Some of these wonderful
musicians have died; others could not be here. But if you are
here, as I call your name, please stand and remain standing. After
I have called all the names, let us thank these good folks with
I begin with the pianists: Albert Herling, Deni Foster,
James Basta, Judy Olson, Frances Martin, Jackie Walpole and
Thomas Pandolfi. And next, the wonderful music and choir directors:
Jean Mohr, Dixon Redditt, Robert Holloway, Daniel Abraham,
Kerry Krebill and our current music director and pianist,
On behalf of the church, I thank you all for the tremendous
gifts you have brought to Paint Branch.
Bob Holloway, still an active member of our church, was
music director longer than any other. To honor his role in the
important history of this place, David Chapman asked Bob
to choose a piece of music and lead the choir to sing it. Bob
chose the wonderful "Choose Something Like a Star,"
with words by Robert Frost and music by Randall Thompson.
CHORAL ANTHEM Choose Something Like A Star R.
Frost, R. Thompson
Conducted by Robert Holloway, former music director,
Deni Foster, pianist
CHOOSE SOMETHING LIKE A STAR
0 Star (the fairest one in sight),
We grant your loftiness the right
To some obscurity of cloud -
It will not do to say of night,
Since dark is what brings out your light.
Some mystery becomes the proud.
But to be wholly taciturn
In your reserve is not allowed.
Say something to us we can learn
By heart and when alone repeat.
Say something! And it says, 'I burn.'
But say with what degree of heat.
Talk Fahrenheit, talk Centigrade.
Use language we can comprehend.
Tell us what elements you blend.
It gives us strangely little aid,
But does tell something in the end.
And steadfast as Keats' Eremite,
Not even stooping from its sphere,
It asks a little of us here.
It asks of us a certain height,
So when at times the mob is swayed
To carry praise or blame too far,
We may choose something like a star
To stay our minds on and be staid.
OFFERING INTRO -John Bartoli
Today, you have experienced just a small sample of the dance,
the words, the art and the music of Paint Branch. How wonderful
it is to have a place like this to both experience and participate
in the creative spirit. Help keep it alive for yourself and others.
Please be generous as we take up today's offering. How we spend
our time and attention and money is an indication of what we care
And please feel free to silently light a candle for your joy
or sorrow during the offertory.
OFFERTORY Sarabande from the Partita
in a minor for unaccompanied flute J.S. Bach
John Lagerquist, flute
Barbara: As we move deeper into our celebration of 50
years together as a congregation, we give thanks for the beauty
of art, and the power it has to move and touch us in so many ways.
Jaco: We acknowledge the many gifted poets, artists
and musicians who have blessed our community with their creative
visions. May we carry their legacy with us into the next 50 years.
Barbara: And as we sing together our closing hymn, may
the song's poetry and music remind us of the ways each of us may
give voice to compassion and justice not just in this special
place, but wherever we may go.
EXTINGUISHING THE CHALICE
CHORAL POSTLUDE Rhythm of Life D. Fields,
From the Bulletin:
SOME OF THE CREATIVE SPIRITS
WHO HAVE CONTRIBUTED TO THE ARTS MINISTRY
AT PAINT BRANCH OVER THE PAST 50 YEARS:
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