Imagination in Faith

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By Annie Scott

Sermon

Photo of white woman with her grey hair pulled back. She is wearing glasses and large hoop earrings. Her arms are folded across her chest.

Let’s explore the role imagination plays in how we think of and treat one another. How can we use our imaginations toward the liberation of all people?

Presented by Annie Scott, CRE, retired Congregational Life Staff in the Pacific Western Region.

Suggested Chalice Lighting

For Each and For All
We light this chalice for all who are here, and all who are not;
For all who have ever walked through our doors,
for those who may yet find this spiritual home,
and for those we can’t even yet imagine.
For each of us and for us all, may this flame burn warm and bright.

Suggested Readings

  • Let us sing the magic of imagination. Susan L Van Dreser
    Let us sing the magic of imagination by which we know one another and learn the lives of eras gone by.
    Let us sing the magic of creation by which we build the world of our soul and teach its wisdom to others, young and old.
    Let us sing the magic of our lives together, holding and shaping by the movement of breath from heart to lung all new life that is to come.
    Go now with singing. Go now with magic in your fingertips. Touch this world with life.
  • My Dreams, They Matter Phoenix Bell-Shelton Biggs
    Though at times I may forget who I am or who becoming,
    my dreams: they matter. When I make space for all that is;
    When I move away from that which no longer serves me,
    When I make space for the new possibility in the circumstances;
    My dreams do matter.
    They matter; they hold many truths and many turning points;
    they matter; though at times I may convince myself they don’t, they do,
    for they call me back in time and forward still.
    My dreams matter. They matter, as they pull me inward and yet simultaneously push me outside of myself;
    My dreams matter; they matter as they speak to the breadth of love, of pain, of hope, that rest deep in the fabric of my blood and bones.
    My dreams matter, as they are connected to the dreams of my ancestors;
    connected to all who have graced this earth before, who grace it here and now,
    and will be connected to all who grace this earth, when I, when we, grace this place no more;
    my dreams, they matter; your dreams, they matter; our dreams, they matter.
    They matter.

Suggested Hymns

  • 301 Touch the Earth, Reach the Sky!
  • 360 Here We Have Gathered
  • 123 Spirit of Life