a community creating for the relentless return of Sunday

communion: taste and see

The Lord be with you.

And also with you.

Lift up your hearts.

We lift them up to the Lord.

Let us give thanks to the Lord our God.

It is right to give our thanks and praise.


We do praise you, O Lord, at all times,

and our souls boast in you.

From the beginning, you have reached down to the depths

and lifted your people into new relationship with you.

You shine your light on the world, and we are radiant with your joy.

When we cried out to you, drowning in our sins,

you heard us and came to us in Jesus Christ.

Through his life, death, and resurrection,

you have delivered your people from every trouble.


Therefore, we join with the faithful of every nation,

singing joyfully to the glory of your name:


Holy, holy, holy…


You are great and holy, O God, and blessed is our Lord Jesus.

By his grace, you have provided for all your people,

and we have all we need.

Pour out then your Holy Spirit upon these gifts of bread and cup

that we have taken from your bounty,

that as we eat and drink in Jesus’ name,

we might taste and see that the Lord is good indeed.


Let your eyes remain on your people, and listen to our prayer.

More than that, walk with us as we take refuge in you,

so we might carry your good news to the brokenhearted

and lift up those who are crushed in spirit.

Bind us to you and to all your people, now and forever,

in the name of Jesus, with whom we pray, saying together:

The Lord’s Prayer


Submitted by Rev. Nathan Williams, Echo Hill Presbyterian Church, Cedar Rapids, IA

confession: The Bluejean Armor of God

Holy and beloved God, though we wander from your path as though we don’t have a care in the world, it is you who protects us and guides us back. When we would choose falsehood, tighten your belt of truth around us. When we would be corrupted by the world, cover us with your long-sleeved shirt of righteousness that reminds us of your purity. When we would walk into tall grass wearing sandals, cover our feet with your boots, ready to take the Gospel of Peace even to the den of snakes. When thorns and stickers would wound us, protect us with your bluejeans of faith. When our heads would get hot and our tempers rise, cool us with your wide-brimmed hat of salvation, reminding us that nothing separates us from you. When we would throw rocks in anger, show us the rod of your Spirit, the Word of God, who reminds us to love our enemies and heal their wounds. Walk with us in our journey, and help us to be in step with you and in you, wherever you lead us. Amen.

(Based on Ephesians 6, the Armor of God, for Ordinary 21B)

submitted by Rev. Lucus Levy Keppel, Ancho + Corona Presbyterian Churches, New Mexico

charge and benediction: set apart

People of God,

you were set apart even before you came into being,

to proclaim the goodness and grace of our God,

in word and in deed, wherever you go.

Go out into the world this week, sharing God’s love with all people

in Jesus’ name.

And may the grace of the Lord Jesus Christ,

the love of God,

and the communion of the Holy Spirit,

be with you, now and forever. Amen

Submitted by Rev. Nathan Williams, Echo Hill Presbyterian Church, Marion, IA

POP: Be our Rock

To you, O Lord, we call out for help,

for you are our rock and our fortress.

Listen to the prayers we raise before you today.

Rescue those who are under the power of injustice and cruelty,

and cleanse our hearts of the desires that do violence against your people.

O God our protector: Be our rock of refuge.

Protect and nurture the young,

who are just learning the promise of your constant presence;

keep them safe and cover them with your gracious love.

O God our protector: Be our rock of refuge.

Let your mercy surround those who are old,

especially those whose health or mind or family fail them;

let your strength lift them up, and let your praises be on their lips.

O God our protector: Be our rock of refuge.

Stand with all who seek to serve you faithfully.

Give them steadfast hope by the power of your Holy Spirit,

and let them celebrate the righteous acts you do through them day after day.

O God our protector: Be our rock of refuge.

Reveal yourself in family and community gatherings this week,

that as loved ones gather together for Thanksgiving,

each generation may tell another about the wonders of your love.

Bless and watch over all who travel.

O God our protector: Be our rock of refuge.

Revive and comfort those who face trouble and calamity among us,

and let your healing presence be with all who are ill (especially ___).

Bring your people up from the depths, to your honor.

O God our protector: Be our rock of refuge.

Show your faithfulness to those who face death or walk in the shadow of grief (especially ___).

Strengthen your people to sing your praises even in the darkness,

and watch over the souls of all who rest in you.

O God our protector: Be our rock of refuge.

God our rock, we call to you now and always,

trusting in the name of Jesus the Christ,

who taught us to pray as we say together:

Submitted by Rev. Nathan Williams, Echo Hill Presbyterian Church, Marion, IA

poem: choose this day

Choose This Day

Choosing and choice are hard.
I first thought this as I looked at row upon row
of conditioner and shampoo
after living where I had a choice of
having one or none-
Forty to fifty choices!
What if I choose the wrong one?

“Choose!”, commands Joshua.
Choose between your liberator,
or one who has done nothing.
Choose between false promises of prosperity, rain and good crops
And freedom.

And I imagine, being an Israelite, being myself,
seeing gods lined up on the shelf
like shampoo and conditioners,
IRAs, pension plans, the “right School” the “right Major”, the right candidate for office, the job, the little gods of everyday life that pull and push me
and I turn and walk outside
buying nothing,
choosing to live as though God has already grabbed me up.
How can I choose?
I’ve already been claimed.

Submitted by Rev. Jason Carle, Overland Park Presbyterian Church, Overland Park KS

confession: other gods

You, Lord, have been our dwelling place in all generations. You free us, you provide for us, you have even given your self to us. Yet so often we forget that this is your story, and try to take the lead. We confess that we have turned from your way and gone our own ways. We have served other gods. We have loved you with our words but not with our actions. Forgive us, and turn us yet again to your path. Give us courage to follow you, and to proclaim in our lives that we worship and serve only you.


Submitted by Rev. Teri Peterson, the Presbyterian Church of Palatine, IL

confession: misplaced passion

Glorious God, you are everywhere present, and yet so often we try to confine you within our walls. We confess that we have believed some spaces, and some people, and some objects, to be holier than others. We confess that we have obscured your presence, ignored your Spirit, and focused our attention on ourselves. We confess that we have often worshipped our buildings rather than you.

Forgive our misplaced passion, and flood this place with your glory once again—and not only this place, but us, your people. Fill us with your Spirit that we may be your living Temple, offering sanctuary to your world.


All (sung): Come and fill our hearts with your peace  (Taize)


Submitted by Rev. Teri Peterson, the Presbyterian Church of Palatine, IL

CTW: we come to…

One:  We gather in this holy place, lifting our voices in praise.

All:  We come to offer ourselves, heart and soul and mind and strength.

One:  We seek God’s presence, opening ourselves to God’s living Word.

All:  We come to be filled by the Holy Spirit, breath of all creation.

One:  Wherever two or three are gathered, Christ is among us.

All:  Let us worship the living God together.


Submitted by Rev. Teri Peterson, the Presbyterian Church of Palatine, IL

Sunday’s Coming: working toward August 26

It’s here! It’s here! The last of the “bread of life” weeks! After all that, the disciples are all “man, that’s difficult…but we’re not going anywhere Jesus, so you’ll have to keep putting up with us…”

Tired of the whole bread thing? How about armor?? The liturgy I can hear in the whole armor of god thing is incredible–I’m imagining calls to worship that invite us to move our bodies, confessions that remind us that the armor of god doesn’t come from the military-industrial-complex, prayers of dedication that offer up our whole selves, visuals of old suits of armor…but probably not armor-of-god-pajamas. 😉

If reclaiming the whole armor of God from the pajama people isn’t your calling for this week, perhaps you’ll want to spend some time praying with Solomon or the psalmist, contemplating the house of God to which the nations will stream and from which holiness and wonder emanates.

Whatever your direction, leave your ideas here so we can create the liturgy together!