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Snow Day Meditation & Poem

As we miss being together in worship on Sunday, January 13 due to the snow, you’re invited to meditate on the Gospel lesson for the day, Luke 3:15-22 and the poem below by Jan Richardson. Remember YOU are God’s beloved!

Luke 3:15-22

15As the people were filled with expectation, and all were questioning in their hearts concerning John, whether he might be the Messiah, 16John answered all of them by saying, “I baptize you with water; but one who is more powerful than I is coming; I am not worthy to untie the thong of his sandals. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire. 17His winnowing fork is in his hand, to clear his threshing floor and to gather the wheat into his granary; but the chaff he will burn with unquenchable fire.” 18So, with many other exhortations, he proclaimed the good news to the people. 19But Herod the ruler, who had been rebuked by him because of Herodias, his brother’s wife, and because of all the evil things that Herod had done, 20added to them all by shutting up John in prison.

21Now when all the people were baptized, and when Jesus also had been baptized and was praying, the heaven was opened, 22and the Holy Spirit descended upon him in bodily form like a dove. And a voice came from heaven, “You are my Son, the Beloved; with you I am well pleased.”

Beloved is Where We Begin, by Jan Richardson

If you would enter into the wilderness,

do not begin without a blessing.

Do not leave without hearing who you are:

Beloved, named by the one who has traveled this path before you.

Do not go without letting it echo in your ears, and if you find it is hard to let it into your heart, do not despair.

That is what this journey is for.

I cannot promise this blessing will free you from danger, from fear, from hunger or thirst, from the scorching of sun or the fall of the night.

But I can tell you that on this path there will be help.

I can tell you that on this way there will be rest.

I can tell you that you will know the strange graces that come to our aid only on a road such as this,

that fly to meet us bearing comfort and strength,

that come alongside us for no other cause than to lean themselves toward our ear and with their curious insistence whisper our name:

Beloved. Beloved. Beloved.

1 thought on “Snow Day Meditation & Poem”

  1. Thank you Leah! What a wonderful meditation for a quiet Sunday morning. I hope all are home, safe and warm. And I pray for those who are far from home, feeling unsafe, and exposed to the elements.

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