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By Tom Hook March 3, 2024 One of the Article II Revision’s Shared Values is: Transformation .          We adapt to the changing world. We covenant to collectively transform and grow spiritually and ethically. Openness to change is fundamental to our Unitarian and Universalist heritages, never complete and never perfect. (article II Revisions Shared Values) __________________________________________________________________ It doesn't matter how old we are. We all need stories

February 4, 2024 By Rev. Kirk Ballin READINGS FOR LOVE AND ONLY LOVE 1.” Soberingly, despite all our advances in technology and material resources, we are not much more advanced in the art of delivering emotionally healthy childhoods than generations before us. The number of breakdowns, inauthentic lives, and broken souls shows no marked signs of decline… We are failing to offer one another tolerable childhoods not because we are sinful or indifferent, but because we still ha

January 7, 2024 Rekindling the Light by Merle Wenger I would like to open this sharing part of the service with a message provided by our UUA President Sofia Betancourt in a sermon we might air at a later date.  The sermon focuses on the seeds we are planting for new year and the expectations we have for their fruit. (I paraphrase)During Covid we weaved our faith into community care. We built magical bridges and those bridges bring us into the present but require tending. Whe

November 19, 2023 by Linda Dove, Chris Edwards, Robin McNallie, and David Lane Apple Communion Beryl’s apples fall for Kroger boxes to enclose and keep till Sunday service-goers take and eat as many as they will. Through blue September days they fall, through nights that darken, lengthen, end all summer. They fill one season, yes. But empty first another. Fall apples then, the windfall sign that times and marks a season’s end -- that speak their sermons not in stone, com

November 5, 2023 ©Rev. Janet Onnie A few weeks ago the weather was unseasonably warm for the Saturday morning Staunton Farmer’s Market. As I shouldered my way through a bumper crop of chatting adults, unleashed children, and many, many dogs, I remembered a column by Perry Bacon Jr. who was bemoaning his inability to find a religious community for himself and his daughter. He wrote, “The Saturday farmers market in my neighborhood and a weekly happy hour of Louisville-area jo