it's about church, again

I have never intended to have this be a church blog.
It's just that the services have been awfully good lately.
Two of them anyway.

Last Sunday the Senior Youth (Middle's church class) led the worship service entitled:
Laughter Heals.

Each year, the Senior Youth service is one of my favorites. Working within the parameters of the regular worship ceremony, the teens choose a theme, music and homily. Middle has been preparing and giving us little previews for a few weeks, and I was really looking forward to it...and I wasn't disappointed.

They wound the theme of healing laughter around lines from films -
Life is like a box of chocolates
You can't handle the truth
I've a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore...

and probably half a dozen others that I've lost track of.
They opened the service with old, hysterically funny clips of Bob Hope and Patch Adams and had the following printed on the order of service:

How many Unitarian Universalists does it take to screw in a light bulb?

We choose not to make a statement either in favor of or against the need for a light bulb.
However, if in your own journey you have found that light bulbs work for you, that is fine. You are invited to write a poem or compose a modern dance about your light bulb. During next Sunday's service, we will explore a number of light bulb traditions including incandescent, fluorescent, three-way, long life and tinted: all of which are equally valid paths to luminescence.

They had some opening words, began the service with Johnny's Theme (The Tonight Show theme) with Middle on drums and then recited a poem from Neruda, Your Laughter.
One of the young women played Here Comes The Sun, there was a responsive reading based on
You know you are a Unitarian Universalist if...(you refer to construction paper as "paper of color"), they led us in our song of affirmation, had us greet our neighbors and directed silent meditation.

Next came my favorite part - the offertory.
To the strains of The Russian Sabre Dance, whilst one girl did back flips across the altar, the kids ran around the hall throwing confetti, twirling ribbons and passing the collection baskets. It was fabulous.

A couple of kids spoke about humor in their lives, one fellow was confident and a real ham, and the other told us about her late grandfather in a touching and gently funny way.

Our closing hymn was What A Wonderful World and the recessional was Put On A Happy Face.
And it was, and we did...

By the way: I am still waiting for the Making It Up As We Go Along sermon to be reproduced - I noticed last week that they are about 2 weeks behind. Stay tuned!


Anonymous said…
Hmmph. I wanna go to *your* church...
~ej said…
your church sounds awesome :)
Anonymous said…
If church had been like that when I was younger, I might not have become a total atheist.
Suse said…
I like that joke. Reminds me of my favourite Waldorf joke about how many teachers:

Five: 1 to light the candle, 1 to say the verse, 1 to consult Steiner's indications over the benefits of natural light, 1 to screw the damn light bulb in anyway and 1 to lead the closing song.
Susie Sunshine said…
I'd like to have these kids over for a pizza party.
Carol said…
Love the lightbulb joke! Wish our Unitarian church had this much variety....I'm getting a little sick of the Bush-bashing sermons.
Sarah Louise said…
Oh, this is what I needed today. I'm a laughing fool. Thanks, doll!

And that Neruda wonderful!