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All Morning Activities Canceled – 3/16/26

Due to inclement weather, all morning activities are canceled on March 16, 2026.

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Out-of-the-box God, I dream of a vibrant church full of intergenerational joy. I dream of a country without hunger and a world without war. I dream of a neighborhood where we know each other’s names, and a city where we eradicate poverty. I have dreams stacked upon dreams and can’t help but wonder—what if they aren’t impossible? Show me the work that is mine to do. Amen.

—prayer by Rev. Sarah A. Speed | @sanctifiedart #tellmesomethinggood

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Out-of-the-box God, I dream of a vibrant church full of intergenerational joy. I dream of a country without hunger and a world without war. I dream of a neighborhood where we know each other’s names, and a city where we eradicate poverty. I have dreams stacked upon dreams and can’t help but wonder—what if they aren’t impossible? Show me the work that is mine to do. Amen.

—prayer by Rev. Sarah A. Speed | @sanctifiedart #tellmesomethinggood

Holy One, we humans are more similar than we are different. We long to be loved. We long to be seen. We long to be heard. We long to matter to someone. If I can help someone feel loved and like they matter, then I want to do just that. Open up room in my heart to give the same love that I long for. Open up room in my heart to offer the love that my neighbors deserve. Amen.

—prayer by Rev. Sarah A. Speed | @sanctifiedart

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Holy One, we humans are more similar than we are different. We long to be loved. We long to be seen. We long to be heard. We long to matter to someone. If I can help someone feel loved and like they matter, then I want to do just that. Open up room in my heart to give the same love that I long for. Open up room in my heart to offer the love that my neighbors deserve. Amen.

—prayer by Rev. Sarah A. Speed | @sanctifiedart

“As I meditated on this scripture, the image of a doorway kept emerging, perhaps because the text wrestles with the notion of who is in and who is out. This piece shows an excerpt of the text and the word “least” is, ironically, the largest. Next to it is a door that is partially open, and there is some ambiguity intended in that. Is the door being opened or closed? For whom is the door opening or closing? From the viewer’s perspective, on what “side” of the door do they find themselves? Are they being invited in or kept out? Are they doing the inviting or the excluding?”

—from the artist’s statement for “See You” by Rev. T. Denise Anderson (@tdandersonart) | @sanctifiedart

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“As I meditated on this scripture, the image of a doorway kept emerging, perhaps because the text wrestles with the notion of who is in and who is out. This piece shows an excerpt of the text and the word “least” is, ironically, the largest. Next to it is a door that is partially open, and there is some ambiguity intended in that. Is the door being opened or closed? For whom is the door opening or closing? From the viewer’s perspective, on what “side” of the door do they find themselves? Are they being invited in or kept out? Are they doing the inviting or the excluding?”

—from the artist’s statement for “See You” by Rev. T. Denise Anderson (@tdandersonart) | @sanctifiedart

“Did not Jesus say in Matthew 25 that to welcome him is to welcome those whom the self-righteous have rejected? The hungry. The immigrant. The homeless. The convict. Jesus’ church can show Jesus’ fierce love by inviting into the intimacy of their faith fellowship those whom others are scandalized by.

By recalling Jesus’ journey to the cross, the season of Lent reminds us of God’s extravagant love. May this season inspire us to love others just as extravagantly, just as fiercely as God, through Jesus, loves us.”

—Rev. Dr. Brian Blount, from his commentary on Luke 7:36-50 and Matthew 25:35-40 | @sanctifiedart

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“Did not Jesus say in Matthew 25 that to welcome him is to welcome those whom the self-righteous have rejected? The hungry. The immigrant. The homeless. The convict. Jesus’ church can show Jesus’ fierce love by inviting into the intimacy of their faith fellowship those whom others are scandalized by.

By recalling Jesus’ journey to the cross, the season of Lent reminds us of God’s extravagant love. May this season inspire us to love others just as extravagantly, just as fiercely as God, through Jesus, loves us.”

—Rev. Dr. Brian Blount, from his commentary on Luke 7:36-50 and Matthew 25:35-40 | @sanctifiedart

If God lived next door,
I’d keep sugar on the shelf,
just in case they needed a cup.
I’d put a picnic table in the front yard
and begin taking my coffee there.
Whenever God passed by with their gaggle of rescue dogs,
I could say, Want to sit for a moment? Want to rest your legs?
I’d keep a jar of dog treats and water by the mailbox
and change my doormat to one that says:
All are welcome here.

—excerpt from the poem “If God Lived Next Door” by Rev. Sarah A. Speed | @sanctifiedart

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If God lived next door,
I’d keep sugar on the shelf,
just in case they needed a cup.
I’d put a picnic table in the front yard
and begin taking my coffee there.
Whenever God passed by with their gaggle of rescue dogs,
I could say, Want to sit for a moment? Want to rest your legs?
I’d keep a jar of dog treats and water by the mailbox
and change my doormat to one that says:
All are welcome here.

—excerpt from the poem “If God Lived Next Door” by Rev. Sarah A. Speed | @sanctifiedart

Other gardeners may struggle and pretend they have control
Over land that God created, but I’ll tell you what I know:
I am not the Master Gardener, just a steward of this place
God has seeded every acre with surprising, wild grace!
God has seeded every acre with surprising, wild grace!

—from the hymn “In a Neat and Tidy Garden” by Rev. Anna Strickland | @sanctifiedart

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Other gardeners may struggle and pretend they have control
Over land that God created, but I’ll tell you what I know:
I am not the Master Gardener, just a steward of this place
God has seeded every acre with surprising, wild grace!
God has seeded every acre with surprising, wild grace!

—from the hymn “In a Neat and Tidy Garden” by Rev. Anna Strickland | @sanctifiedart

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