worship matters 2009

this video was made for the worship matters conference in ottawa this past week.

heather drove to ottawa to speak on behalf of our community and share what it is we are doing on wed nights.

she brought back a report to the group and we are thrilled with the chance to explore greater contacts with our brother and sister churches around the nation.

anyhoo, for now here is the video from the conference (please do not download without permission):

community poems

these will be posted in the forums for people to read and comment on. also, linda fletcher has expressed an interest in putting these to music so we might be singing these songs on some future worship service...cool.

anyhow, here are the two poems that we composed as a community:

The Cross at Sunset
How did the sky look to You, the night You hung on the cross carrying my sin?
The cross' shadow reaches farthest as the light draws to a close.
See the glow of the setting sun radiate around the cross:
"Lord, I'm moving toward Your cross and I often take too many side trips."

I see you at a distance, yet you take my breath away.
I enter the comfort of
the dark.
Suddenly, a calmness swept through my body.

Like the sun, we are continually falling and continually rising
Oh, beautious cross, my strength and my salvation
you are with us when we fall. We'll see you again the next time that we rise.

with a promise to rise again...



GOD
God-must have a good sense of humour, after all, He created man.
How to begin to capture God in a single sentence? Whole books & entire religions have not pinned down the mystery.
The big shabang-the whole deal-The G force-the king maker-the deal breaker-and the limits to space, time, matter, and all that we don't even understand!
In life there is no finer word than God, our all in all.

O God of all the People-of all the lands & Space & Stars and of all the creations within nature, Please walk with me-small and humble, though, I be.
You are too deep and wide, yet You live with me.

You see me when no one else does, You know everything about me and yet You still call me "Beloved".
God-my comfort and my strength when ever I call You I feel You there.
longing to be home with You...
water filling every cup, the wind in every sail, The soil at every root.

Images of clouds and light appear, but I know that's not it. I think deeper...deep to the colour of the yellow warmth You put in my heart, the red of the blood You shed for me, the rainbow of creation. And then black and white. three words: 'You', 'Me', and 'Everyone'.