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SONGS WE SANG
Who You Say I Am by Hillsong
God Is So Good by Pat Barrett
Almighty God by Sandra McCracken
Immanuel by Loud Harp
TEXT
Mark 2:15-16
TAKEAWAYS
1 Go where you go, but go differently.
2 Questions To Consider:
Who am I avoiding?
Who am I keeping separated?
With whom do I need to have a 21 minute conversation?
3 Have coffee with two of your friends who've never met each other
4 Throw a party and invite people you're not sure will like each other
BENEDICTION
A Prayer of St. Francis
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace; where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is discord, union; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; and where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled, as to console; to be understood, as to understand; to be loved, as to love; for it is in giving that we receive, it is in pardoning that we are pardoned, and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
Amen.
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By Timberline Old TownSONGS WE SANG
Who You Say I Am by Hillsong
God Is So Good by Pat Barrett
Almighty God by Sandra McCracken
Immanuel by Loud Harp
TEXT
Mark 2:15-16
TAKEAWAYS
1 Go where you go, but go differently.
2 Questions To Consider:
Who am I avoiding?
Who am I keeping separated?
With whom do I need to have a 21 minute conversation?
3 Have coffee with two of your friends who've never met each other
4 Throw a party and invite people you're not sure will like each other
BENEDICTION
A Prayer of St. Francis
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace; where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is discord, union; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; and where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled, as to console; to be understood, as to understand; to be loved, as to love; for it is in giving that we receive, it is in pardoning that we are pardoned, and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
Amen.