The Rareties of Nature's Truth (Flower Communion)
Sermon by Rev. Shawn Newton and Lynn Harrison, Intern Minister
Join us on Sunday for our annual celebration of Spring, as we create a grand arrangement of flowers that will be a reflection of both our individuality and our place within our community. Please remember to bring a flower (or a few!) with you to mark this ritual. (If you aren't able to make it to First with a flower, know that there will be flowers waiting for you.)
Though we won’t read it on Sunday or go into it in depth, I invite you to spend a few moments with Shakespeare’s Sonnet 60, as my reflection for this week takes its inspiration from one line in particular:
So do our minutes hasten to their end;
Each changing place with that which goes before,
In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Nativity, once in the main of light,
Crawls to maturity, wherewith being crown’d,
Crooked elipses ’gainst his glory fight,
And Time that gave doth now his gift confound.
Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth
And delves the parallels in beauty’s brow,
Feeds on the rareties of nature’s truth,
And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow:
And yet to times in hope my verse shall stand,
Praising thy worth, despite his cruel hand.
See you Sunday!
In love and faith,