The water is wide, I cannot get o'er,
Neither have I wings to fly;
Give me a boat that can carry more,
And all shall row, my friends and I ...
It takes all of us to row our boat across the waters of a new congregational year—all of our talents, skills, knowledge, backgrounds—and trust, that we can bring our fears, our struggles, our uncertainties, and, yes, our joys along for the ride. To do this we covenant with one another, we enter into a bond of commitment to honor shared values, to engage shared practices, and to bring one another back when we stray.
This Sunday, gather:
come with water, come with food
, come with hopes, come with apprehensions, come with
you
—all that you are—to join with the
we
that this congregation becomes when we gather. We will re-covenant with one another as we set sail this congregational year and
our kids will claim "messages in a bottle" to accompany their hopes for a new school year.
The water is, indeed, wide: wide enough to hold us all...and wide enough that it will take all of us to reach new shores that await.
What "waters" have you navigated...with the help of others?
