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The righteous pass away; the godly often die before their time. And no one seems to care or wonder why. No one seems to understand that God is protecting them from the evil to come.2) For the godly who die will rest in peace." We cry when our loved ones die, but are crying because we will miss them, or because we have nowhere or no one to turn to? God is going to send Jesus down to rescue his own. So we should be shouting now for God to save us.

Dear Heavenly Father, thank You that we can hold fast to the hope we have in You, for Your promises are true and You are faithful to fulfill as that You say You will do. Forgive us for our lack of patience when the fulfillment is a longer wait than we think it should be. Teach us to trust You more, so that we would patiently wait for all of the good that is yet to come. Show us how to love those around us well, so that they may recognize Your goodness and grace through how we love like You. May many come into a lasting relationship with You. Be glorified O God, as we hold onto hope, and patiently wait for all that is yet to come. Amen.

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Foretold in Isaiah and unpacked in the gospels, the arrival of Jesus had been a long anticipated event. However, none imagined that the Savior of the World, the Messiah, would be born in a lowly stable as He humbly came down as a baby to grow into a man that would provide salvation for all who would believe and receive. After spending the last twenty-four days unpacking the gospel of Luke, I can confidently say that the story of Jesus is one of love coming down from heaven to earth. Everything that Jesus did was motivated by His love for the Father and love for people. He taught, prayed, touched, healed, fed, restored, equipped, and so much more. Every word and deed was motivated and carried out through the lens of love. Today, and in this season of remembering when the King of Kings stepped down from heaven and came near, may we be filled and equipped with His love so that we too, may love one another as He first loved us. Merry Christmas to all as we celebrate the birth of our Savior!

I am standing upon that foreshore, a ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength and I stand and watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come down to mingle with each other. Then someone at my side says, "there! she's gone!"

"Gone where?" "Gone from my sight, that's all", she is just as large in mast and spar and hull as ever she was when she left my side; just as able to bear her load of living freight to the place of her destination. Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at that moment when someone at my side says, "there! she's gone!" there are other eyes watching her coming and other voices ready to take up the glad shout, "here she comes!" And that is dying.

Another leaf has fallen, / another soul has gone. / But still we have God's promises, / in every robin's song. / For He is in His Heaven, / and though He takes away. / He always leaves to mortals, / the bright sun's kindly ray. / He leaves the fragrant blossoms, / and lovely forests, green. / And gives us new found comfort, / when we on Him will lean.

"If ever there is tomorrow when we're not together.. there is something you must always remember. You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. but the most important thing is, even if we're apart.. I'll always be with you."

Winnie the Pooh (A.A. Milne)

Before I got further there is a word from the lexicon. It is an ancient Hebrew word or a cry or shout of praise or joy. Some of you already know: it is hallelujah. Let the congregation say hallelujah. [hallelujah] If you have had an experience for which you wish to offer praise, let you say hallelujah. [hallelujah] If you had an experience that brought you joy, say hallelujah. [hallelujah] We have reclaimed and now we proclaim that word.

When we seek to know our ancestors' story, what obstacles did they face? How did they achieve liberation? For what were they thankful? What did they pass on to us? If we know more clearly who our ancestors were, we know more clearly who we are. Let us remember and honor the ancestors, those into which we were born, those into which we were adopted, ancestors of blood, ancestors of our generation, people who struggled so that they could pass on something of meaning to us. Let me hear the congregation say Hallelujah. [hallelujah]

Let us also remember and honor the ancestors and Unitarians, those who built our religious movement and our churches of freedom, reason, and tolerance, those who gave us sacred spaces to pray, raise our children, wherein the inherent worth and dignity of people is celebrated sacred spaces wherein the divine spark of all life is that great connection, that interdependent we: we worship with our Unitarian and Universalist and Unitarian Universalist ancestors. Let the congregation say hallelujah. [hallelujah]

And let us remember those ancestors who struggled for justice, those souls who resisted colonization and the colonization and genocide, those who struggled for civil rights, for women's suffrage, those stonewall souls, those wounded knees, those Tulsa race riots, those trail of tears, those Seneca Falls, those United Farm Worker souls, those Highlander Folk Schools souls, those Unitarian Universalist congregation and FULLBAC and BAWA souls, who passed on their strength, struggle and passion, so that we may take up justice in our time, we worship with them and let the congregation say hallelujah. [hallelujah]

If we want those who know us to gather at the river, shout hallelujah, call us ancestors, let us bless them, let us learn to see them and know them even before they are in our midst. Let us be the ones who bequeath peace; let us be the ones into whose eyes they may look, to learn how deeply they were loved even before they were born.

You want to flow and glide and shift and spin from out to in and in to out in such a way that the distinction between the two fades away under the bright, bold light of your genius? Do it. We will shout hallelujah and sing your name from the rooftops like the joyful noise it is.

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I remember when my burdens rolled away,

I had carried them for years, Night and day;

When I sought the blessed Lord,

And I took Him at His Word,

Then at once all My burdens rolled away.

I was surprised by the strong emotional reaction I had when I saw the news of the U.S. change in policy toward Cuba. I found myself in tears. As a journalist, I could process it on an intellectual level and I understand the foreign policy implications. But as a naturalized American citizen of Jamaican and Caribbean heritage, I wanted to jump for joy and shout "Hallelujah!" that finally, Cuba was no longer a pariah and there was nothing to fear. This is something I never thought would happen in my lifetime. 2351a5e196