Worship at Home (4/12/20)

He is risen!

Welcome to Easter Sunday Worship at Home. Below is a video playlist that will lead you through our time of worship, which includes songs, a sermon, guided communion, and a time of prayerful reflection. Under the video are sections for Prayer, where you can participate in this week’s prayer prompts; Offering, where you can give online to support the work of the church; and Resources with ways to stay connected to God and each other throughout the week. Welcome. Let us worship the risen Lord together!

Order of Worship

  • Welcome & Lord’s Prayer (**The poem that was read is below in the Resources section.**)

  • Song: In Christ Alone

  • Sermon: Matthew 28:1-10 // He is Risen!

  • Song: Cornerstone

  • Communion & Prayer

  • Song: All Things New

  • Life of the Church Update

  • Song: Your Kingdom Until Then

  • Benediction

Prayer

Here are this week’s prayer reflection prompts. Use the form below to submit your thoughts. You can submit your response anonymously or include your name and email if you would like a prayer response. Click “Amen” to submit.

Where are the places that you see hints of resurrection and new life?
Where are the places that you need the promise of Easter?

Offering

Resources

A place to encourage worship and connection throughout the week

A place to encourage worship and connection throughout the week

Dwell audio bible app

Dwell audio bible app

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Poem: The Eyes of Jesus by John O’Donohue

I imagine the eyes of Jesus were harvest brown,
the light of their gazing suffused with the seasons;

the shadow of winter, the mind of spring,
the blues of summer, and amber of harvest.

A gaze that is perfect sister to the kindness the dwells in his beautiful hands.

The eyes of Jesus gaze on us, stirring in the heart's clay
the confidence of seasons that never lose their way to harvest.

This gaze knows the signature of our heartbeat, the first glimmer
from the dawn that dreamed our minds,

the crevices where thoughts grow long before the longing in the bone
sends them towards the mind's eye,

The artistry of the emptiness that knows to slow the hunger
of outside things until they weave into the twilight side of the heart,

A gaze full of all that is still future looking out for us to glimpse
the jeweled light in winter stone,

Quickening the eyes that look at us to see through to where words
are blind to say what we would love,

Forever falling softly on our faces, his gaze plies the soul with light,
laying down a luminous layer,

Beneath our brief and brittle days until the appointed dawn comes
assured and harvest deft

To unravel the last black knot and we are back home
in the house that we have never left.

Worship at HomeDrew DixonComment