I hope you enjoy this Mary Oliver poem. We’ve had a break from the bitter cold,
but it still applies.
Cold Poem.
Mary Oliver
Cold now.
Close to the edge. Almost
unbearable. Clouds
bunch up and boil down
from the north of the white bear.
This tree-splitting morning
I dream of his fat tracks,
the lifesaving suet.
I think of summer with its luminous fruit,
blossoms rounding to berries, leaves,
handfuls of grain.
Maybe what cold is, is the time
we measure the love we have always had, secretly,
for our own bones, the hard knife-edged love
for the warm river of the I, beyond all else; maybe
that is what it means the beauty
of the blue shark cruising toward the tumbling seals.
In the season of snow,
in the immeasurable cold,
we grow cruel but honest; we keep
ourselves alive,
if we can, taking one after another
the necessary bodies of others, the many
crushed red flowers.
Next week's Forum: February 9: Alex LeCure will speak about advocating for children in crisis and listening to the child’s voice.
This week’s sermon: Light of Truth by Rev Beth Dana
This sermon explores the power, complexity, and necessity of truth in our lives. Reflecting on timeless wisdom—such as the saying from Mark Twain, “a lie can travel halfway around the world while the truth is still putting on its shoes.” Dana delves into the challenges of truth-telling in a world where misinformation spreads rapidly.
UU Moment: Practicing Hope by Rev Wendy Bartel
Children's Religious Education - 10:30 am
Children attending in-person are welcome to join RE Instructor Dr Samantha
Porter for a lesson during the service hour.
This month's theme: Inclusion
Mary Jo LaCorte
Administrator