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Now displaying: December, 2016

These are the weekend teachings from Timberline Old Town Church in Ft. Collins, CO. Darren Fred is the primary communicator, though there are a smattering of guests spread here and there. Also, check out the Speaking of Art segments. We love art, we love what artists have to say about art. For more info about who we are, visit timberlineoldtown.org.

Dec 25, 2016

Merry Christmas! In an effort to stay at home with our dear ones, we gathered one morning in the living room of Katrina Tomlin - TOT children's director - and recorded a time of song, prayer, joy, beauty, story, and Christmas. Enjoy the audio podcast, or watch the video here!

For the Advent season, we will be using the book Light Upon Light by Sarah Arthur as a guide. Each component of the service will be taken from that book.
 
Opening Prayer
Welcome, all wonders in one sight!
Eternity shut in a span!
Summer in winter, day in night!
Heaven in earth, and God in man!
Great little One! whose all-embracing birth
Lifts earth to heaven, stoops heaven to earth.
 
Text
Isaiah 58:1-12
 
Literary Selection
Mary at the Nativity by Tania Runyan

The angel said there would be no end
to his kingdom. So for three hundred days
I carried rivers and cedars and mountains.
Stars spilled in my belly when he turned.

Now I can’t stop touching his hands,
the pink pebbles of his knuckles,
the soft wrinkle of flesh
between his forefinger and thumb.
I rub his fingernails as we drift
in and out of sleep. They are small
and smooth, like almond petals.
Forever, I will need nothing but these.

But all night, the visitors crowd
around us. I press his palms to my lips
in silence. They look down in anticipation,
as if they expect him
to spill coins from his hands
or raise a gold scepter
and turn swine into angels.

Isn’t this wonder enough
that yesterday he was inside me,
and now he nuzzles next to my heart?
That he wraps his hand around
my finger and holds on?

 
Benediction
Moonless darkness stands between.
Past, the Past, no more be seen!
But the Bethlehem-star may lead me
To the sight of Him Who freed me

From the self that I have been.
Make me pure, Lord: Thou art holy;
Make me meek, Lord: Thou wert lowly;
Now beginning, and alway:
Now begin, on Christmas Day.

Dec 18, 2016

For the Advent season, we will be using the book Light Upon Light by Sarah Arthur as a guide. Each component of the service will be taken from that book.

 

Opening Prayer:

 

O Thou, whose glorious, yet contracted light,

Wrapped in a night’s mantle, stole into a manger;

Since my dark soul and brutish is thy right,

To Man of all beasts be not Thou a stranger…

 

Text:

Luke 2:22-35

 

Literary Selection:

Nativity by Li-Young Lee

In the dark, a child might ask, What is the world?

just to hear his sister

promise, An unfinished wing of heaven,

just to hear his brother say,

A house inside a house,

but most of all to hear his mother answer,

One more song, then you go to sleep.

 

How could anyone in that bed guess

the question finds its beginning

in the answer long growing

inside the one who asked, that restless boy

the night's darling?

 

Later, a man lying awake,

he might ask it again,

just to hear the silence

charge him, This night

arching over your sleepless wondering.

 

this night, the near ground

every reaching-out-to overreaches,

 

just to remind himself

out of what little earth and duration,

out of what immense good-bye,

 

each must make a safe place of his heart,

before so strange and wild a guest

as God approaches.

 

Benediction:

 

...To Man of all beasts be not Thou a stranger:

Furnish and deck my soul, that Thou mayst have

A better lodging, than a rack, or grave. 

Amen.

Dec 11, 2016

For the Advent season, we will be using the book Light Upon Light by Sarah Arthur as a guide. Each component of the service will be taken from that book.

 

Opening Prayer:

Lead, Kindly Light, amid the circling gloom,

Lead Thou me on!

The night is dark and I am far from home—

Lead Thou me on!

Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see

The distant scene, — one step enough for me.

 

Amen.

 

Text:

Psalm 137

Luke 2:1-7

 

 Literary Selection:

The House Of Christmas by GK Chesterton 

There fared a mother driven forth
Out of an inn to roam;
In the place where she was homeless
All men are at home.
The crazy stable close at hand,
With shaking timber and shifting sand,
Grew a stronger thing to abide and stand
Than the square stones of Rome.

For men are homesick in their homes,
And strangers under the sun,
And they lay on their heads in a foreign land
Whenever the day is done.
Here we have battle and blazing eyes,
And chance and honour and high surprise,
But our homes are under miraculous skies
Where the yule tale was begun.

A Child in a foul stable,
Where the beasts feed and foam;
Only where He was homeless
Are you and I at home;
We have hands that fashion and heads that know,
But our hearts we lost - how long ago!
In a place no chart nor ship can show
Under the sky's dome.

This world is wild as an old wives' tale,
And strange the plain things are,
The earth is enough and the air is enough
For our wonder and our war;
But our rest is as far as the fire-drake swings
And our peace is put in impossible things
Where clashed and thundered unthinkable wings
Round an incredible star.

To an open house in the evening
Home shall men come,
To an older place than Eden
And a taller town than Rome.
To the end of the way of the wandering star,
To the things that cannot be and that are,
To the place where God was homeless
And all men are at home.

 

Benediction:

So long Thy power hath blest me, sure it still

Will lead me on,

O’er moon and fen, o’er crag and torrent, till

The night is gone;

And with the morn those angel faces smile

Which I have loved long since, and lost awhile.

 

Amen.

Dec 4, 2016

For the Advent season, we will be using the book Light Upon Light by Sarah Arthur as a guide. Each component of the service will be taken from that book.

 

Opening Prayer:

Deliver us for Thy descent

Into the Virgin, whose womb was a place

Of middle kind; and Thou being sent

To ungracious us, stayed’st at her full of grace….

 

Text:

Luke 1:26-38

 

Literary Selection:

Annunciation by Elizabeth B. Rooney

 

There was

Is

Has been

And will be

An everywhere

Fixed

And transfixed

Wherin

One single

Simple

Open soul

Received

The potency

Of the creative whole.

 

Benediction:

…And through Thy poor birth, where first Thou Glorified’st poverty,

And yet soon after riches didst allow,

By accepting King’s gifts in the Epiphany,

Deliver ,and make us, to both ways free.

Amen.

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