gray sunday

The lectionary readings for today, were, at best, not light-hearted or easy words of comfort.

Appropriately, the choir sang Jackson's awe sounding Lo, God is here and Howell's Eyes Pine for Beauty. Karen preached on hope in times of trial, looking at the desperate feelings of the Hebrews in exile in Daniel's time.

The sun came out this afternoon for a short time, and then everything turned back to gray mush outside.