Sermons

This summer, it’s ridiculous, isn’t it? Here in the Berkshires, how many blessings do we have? How amazing has this summer been, coming out of the pandemic, with all the glory of this nearly perfect weather? How many blessings are there? Like on Wednesday mornings, would you take a moment of silence, and let at least one blessing float to your mind’s eye right now. And now, just like Wednesday mornings, would you be so bold as to name one of them out loud? (Congregation: walking in the woods, singing, kayaking, family, garden, music, golf, swimming, church, grilling, a family of friends.) Paying attention to blessings with gratitude, never taking them for granted.