Collect:
We feel like mustard seeds, tiny and insignificant.
Like unplanted seeds, we forget that it is our calling
to be planted in the warmth of God’s earth.
May the Great Spirit carry our seeds to fertile ground
where the roots of our faith may grow deeply
and the branches of our love be broad.
Written for the Union Church UCC of Tekonsha. Copyright Katherine Hawker
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2 comments:
thanks for this... i used it this morning when i preached as the benediction!
Very nice. Thank you.
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