I Am
Leddy Hammock

From lyrics by Eddie Watkins, Jr.:

We’re not alone and there’s nothing we have to do on our own, because we are the place where God lives, moves and breathes and has Its being.

We are the place where God shows up.

I am the place, you are the place, we are the place where God shows up.

I AM

Leddy Hammock

From lyrics by Eddie Watkins, Jr.:

We’re not alone and there’s nothing we have to do on our own, because we are the place where God lives, moves and breathes and has Its being.

We are the place where God shows up.

 

Happy New You

Leddy Hammock

Inspired by lyrics to “If You Want To Be Happy” (Words and music by Sloan Wainwright, Sue Riley, Jana Stanfield):

“Don’t believe all that you think ? if you want to be happy.”

“If you want to be happy, be careful what you say.
Resist the urge to criticize when things don’t go your way.

You can’t make yourself feel better putting other people down. Remember words can hurt you when they come back around.”

“Focus on the things you have, not what you haven’t got ? if you want to be happy.”
“Give up control.” “Trust the Mystery ? if you want to be happy.”

Happy New You
Leddy Hammock

Inspired by lyrics to “If You Want To Be Happy” (Words and music by Sloan Wainwright, Sue Riley, Jana Stanfield):

“Don’t believe all that you think –  if you want to be happy.”

“If you want to be happy, be careful what you say.
Resist the urge to criticize when things don't go your way.

You can't make yourself feel better putting other people down.
Remember words can hurt you when they come back around.”

“Focus on the things you have, not what you haven't got – if you want to be happy.”
“Give up control.”  “Trust the Mystery – if you want to be happy.”

Auld Lang Syne
Sue Riley

Inspired by lyrics to Memory Makers, by Sue Riley.

“After the dazzle of Christmas, the holiday frazzle is past.  Peace descends in the silent night, at last.”

We give thanks for the memory makers: the wise ones who shared with us the unforgettable moments that we treasure still.

We give thanks for the memory makers: the dear ones of Christmases past who kept alive their faith in the shining potential within us and who never lost faith in us.

We give thanks for the memory makers: the precious ones who loved us through the passage of time and kept alive for us the promises of a bright new year and sweet Christmases yet to be.

Auld Lang Syne

Inspired by lyrics to Memory Makers, by Sue Riley.

“After the dazzle of Christmas, the holiday frazzle is past. Peace descends in the silent night, at last.”

We give thanks for the memory makers: the wise ones who shared with us the unforgettable moments that we treasure still.

We give thanks for the memory makers: the dear ones of Christmases past who kept alive their faith in the shining potential within us and who never lost faith in us.

We give thanks for the memory makers: the precious ones who loved us through the passage of time and kept alive for us the promises of a bright new year and sweet Christmases yet to be.

Thank You, God, and may we all be Memory Makers.

The Night You Were Born
Leddy Hammock

Inspired by words by Nancy Tillman:

On the night or day that each of us was born, the moon smiled with such wonder that the stars peeked in to see each of us, and the night wind whispered, “Life will never be the same.” Because there had never been anyone like any of us, ever in the world.

So enchanted with every child was the wind and the rain, that they whispered the sound of each baby’s name.  The sound of each name is a magical one.

Now, we’ll whisper, very softly, for every baby being born, all over the world: “You are the light of the world.”

So whenever we doubt just how special we are – and we wonder who loves us, how much and how far, listen for the sound of the voice of the one known as the Light of the World whispering our names, and know that we are each unique and every one dearly loved.

This is true of every newborn child: “Never before in story or rhyme (not even once upon a time) has the world ever known a YOU, my friend,
and it never will, not ever again.

Heaven blew every trumpet and played every horn on the wonderful, marvelous night you were born” and forevermore, there is joy in our hearts.

The Night You Were Born

The Night You Were Born

Inspired by words by Nancy Tillman:

On the night or day that each of us was born, the moon smiled with such wonder that the stars peeked in to see each of us, and the night wind whispered, “Life will never be the same.” Because there had never been anyone like any of us, ever in the world.

So enchanted with every child was the wind and the rain, that they whispered the sound of each baby’s name.  The sound of each name is a magical one.

Now, we’ll whisper, very softly, for every baby being born, all over the world: “You are the light of the world.”

So whenever we doubt just how special we are ? and we wonder who loves us, how much and how far, listen for the sound of the voice of the one known as the Light of the World whispering our names, and know that we are each unique and every one dearly loved.

This is true of every newborn child: “Never before in story or rhyme (not even once upon a time) has the world ever known a YOU, my friend,
and it never will, not ever again.

Heaven blew every trumpet and played every horn on the wonderful, marvelous night you were born” and forevermore, there is joy in our hearts.

Stable Christmas
Leddy Hammock

Stables, by Peter Mayer

In Bethlehem a manger waits, long ago and so today,
Where hatred-weary people pray Love will come and lay there.
And so do countless stables stand in hearts as harsh as desert lands,
Rough shelters in the wind and sand, so Love will come and stay there –.

Love that opens fists of hate, heaps of gold on beggars’ plates,
Love that shows a kindly face to enemies and strangers.
And walls of stables tremble so when winds of fear and judgment blow.
For a stable hopes in Love alone and knows that Love’s the answer.

Oh, Love, the prophets’ only word, the only lesson left to learn,
The only end of heaven’s work, and the only road that goes there —
Love that sees with mercy’s eyes, holds its arms out open wide,
Threads its loom with separate lives and weaves them all together.

So, may the lamps of stables glow brightly lit that light may go
for miles in the darkness, so Love will find its way there.

Stable Christmas

Leddy Hammock

Stables, by Peter Mayer

In Bethlehem a manger waits, long ago and so today,
Where hatred-weary people pray Love will come and lay there.
And so do countless stables stand in hearts as harsh as desert lands,
Rough shelters in the wind and sand, so Love will come and stay there ?.

Love that opens fists of hate, heaps of gold on beggars’ plates,
Love that shows a kindly face to enemies and strangers.
And walls of stables tremble so when winds of fear and judgment blow.
For a stable hopes in Love alone and knows that Love’s the answer.

Oh, Love, the prophets’ only word, the only lesson left to learn,
The only end of heaven’s work, and the only road that goes there ?
Love that sees with mercy’s eyes, holds its arms out open wide,
Threads its loom with separate lives and weaves them all together.

So, may the lamps of stables glow brightly lit that light may go
for miles in the darkness, so Love will find its way there.

Unity Church of Clearwater
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