In our church, congregation leaders assign members of the congregation to take turns speaking in the main service meeting.
It may sound unusual, but it is a great way to progress in our own understanding of Church doctrine and to learn from one another.
Sam and I have been asked to speak this Sunday.
Our topic is gratitude, and I have been gathering materials for a couple of weeks now.
I was touched by this beautiful poem:
Some murmur when the sky is clear
And wholly bright to view,
If one small speck of dark appear
In their great heaven of blue:
And some with thankful love are filled,
If but one streak of light,
One ray of God's good mercy, gild
The darkness of their night.
In palaces are hearts that ask,
In discontent and pride,
Why life is such a dreary task,
And all good things denied;
And hearts in poorest huts admire
How Love has in their aid
(Love that not ever seems to tire)
Such rich provision made.
(Richard Chenevix Trench, in Sourcebook of Poetry)