March at Contemplate
We now begin to approach spring and we welcome it with open arms. We also have begun our Lenten journey with several groups studying Richard Rohr’s book Breathing Underwater. This is a rich time where like the earth’s soil we begin to till and cultivate our own soil in preparation for the seeds God will plant in us.  
Join us for our special Celtic and St. Patrick’s themed Taize Worship Service March 15th at 6pm.

Our Heal Sacred Saturday Series continues March 7th with Dr. Bo Bryson’s presentation Create a Trinity Lifestyle. We will also have a time for discussion. 

Join us for Contemplative Movement Friday’s at 5:30pm a time of movement and meditation. 

On March 21st we will join people all over the world in prayer and contemplation. This years theme is healing division. We will spend time in prayer, contemplation, and a special video from Contemplative Outreach featuring teachings from Fr. Thomas Keating. Stay tuned for more details on facebook and on our website. Email question to [email protected]
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Weekly Schedule
Noon-hour Silent Prayer – 
Weekdays 12:15
Lectio Divina – Thursdays 5:30pm
Contemplative Movement – Fridays 5:30pm
Worship Music – Sundays 3:30 pm 
House Church: Integral Worship – 
Sundays 4pm
Taizé Worship Service –  Sunday March 15th 6pm
Such Singing in the Wild Branches
It was spring
and I finally heard him
among the first leaves––
then I saw him clutching the limb in an island of shade
with his red-brown feathers
all trim and neat for the new year.
First, I stood still and thought of nothing.
Then I began to listen.
Then I was filled with gladness––
and that’s when it happened, when I seemed to float,
to be, myself, a wing or a tree––
and I began to understand
what the bird was saying, and the sands in the glass
for a pure white moment
while gravity sprinkled upward like rain, rising,
and in fact
it became difficult to tell just what it was that was singing––
it was the thrush for sure, but it seemed not a single thrush, but himself, and all his brothers,
and also the trees around them,
as well as the gliding, long-tailed clouds
in the perfect blue sky–––all of them were singing.
And, of course, so it seemed,
so was I.
Such soft and solemn and perfect music doesn’t lastFor more than a few moments.
It’s one of those magical places wise people
like to talk about.
One of the things they say about it, that is true, is that, once you’ve been there,
you’re there forever.
Listen, everyone has a chance.
Is it spring, is it morning? Are there trees near you,
and does your own soul need comforting?
Quick, then––open the door and fly on your heavy feet; the song
may already be drifting away.
-Mary Oliver