Communion of Saints
Courage profound and grace-filled ministries
Used by the saints to weave faith tapestry
And generations still the beauty see
God, bless the saints who show to us Your way
O make us like them for these gifts we pray
Compassion tender birthing brand new day
Broken and dying people in the cold
We long to touch them yet have fears untold
Help us bring mercy may we be so bold
Community of faith, communion sweet
Diverse our thinking, but in Christ we meet
Bless now these symbols of the grapes and wheat
Sung to the tune of “For All the Saints”
© October 4, 1997 Cynthia Langston Kirk
Unlearn fear; Learn / Live Mercy.
Unlearn indifference; Learn / Live Compassion.
Unlearn discrimination; Learn / Live Communion.
Bearers of God’s Light
Tramping the shadowed paths of harsh stances that we take,
Apt scholars of division with lines that separate,
Depicting cold indiff’rence, sore lack of reverence,
Who’s in, who’s lost, what matters, and who is known as friend.
Fear, cruelty, hate, judgment, feelings we must unlearn,
Wellspring of Wisdom’s teachings, instruct us to discern,
Lead into holy landscape, that broad and gentle place,
As we live in communion fueled by the Spirit’s grace.
Let unity and healing become our deep concerns,
May mercy be our compass and justice our return,
Compassion mold our hearts with a hope that’s burning bright,
Our praxis – loving-kindness – as bearers of God’s light.
©January 1, 2015 Cynthia Langston Kirk
Can be sung to the tune of
“The Church’s One Foundation” or
“Lead On, O King Eternal”.
Stole created and poem written by
Rev. Cynthia Langston Kirk for Bishop Sally Dyck
to wear as she preaches on Matthew 9:9-13
at General Conference May 13, 2015.
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(at least a beginning about the) Blue-Eyed Celebrant
I know a blue-eyed boy who lives a communion life. He’s a growing two-year-old who moves full speed from breakfast to snack to discovery to lunch to a tumble to snack to snack to peals of laughter to adventure and so on.
Always, he shares any food set before him. This boy will hold out the first grape of the bunch on his plate and say, “Want a grape?” It is asked in question form, but it isn’t really an inquiry. He is offering family or friend the first and best of what he has. He is offering relationship in one of the ways most natural to him. It never occurs to him that being in relationship is an option.
If he has a cracker, the blonde will break it into, cock his head to the side and ask, “Want cracker?” And whether hungry or not, the recipient will take the bread broken for them, give thanks for the grace of God and for the transforming love of a boy who lives communion.
©August 19, 2014 Cynthia Langston Kirk