Liturgies

Our inclusive language liturgies set the structure and theme of Sunday morning worship. All liturgies are written by the Celebration Circle Mission Group.

Click here for an archive of our liturgies.

Feel free to use what is helpful from these liturgies. We only ask that when substantial portions are abstracted or used in a written work, please credit Seekers Church and cite the URL.

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2017 Summer: The Kingdom of Heaven is Like…

photo of miscellaneous jewelry with large pearl at centerGATHERING.                 

ENTRANCE

REFLECTION

The kingdom of heaven is like a mustard seed…
The kingdom of heaven is like yeast…
The kingdom of heaven is like treasure…
The kingdom of heaven is like a pearl of great value…
The kingdom of heaven is like a net…

Adapted from Matthew 13:31-33 and 44-46

2017 After Pentecost – It’s Still Good

"Jesus Invites You to be in Paradise Today" bulletin cover for the season after Pentecost 2017GATHERING.                 

ENTRANCE

REFLECTION

There was only one guy in the whole Bible Jesus every personally promised a place with him in Paradise. Not Peter, not Paul, not any of those guys. He was a convicted their, being executed. So don’t knock guys on death row. Maybe they know something you don’t.

–Neil Gaiman, American Gods

 

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2017 Lent – Is God With Us? Is God Among Us?

GATHERING.                 

ENTRANCE

REFLECTION

The most amazing fact about Jesus . . . is that he found God in disorder and imperfection—and told us that we must do the same or we would never be content on this earth.

Richard Rohr,
The Naked Now: Learning to See as the Mystics See
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2017 Epiphany – Loving Our Enemies

GATHERING.                 

ENTRANCE

REFLECTION

Wage peace with your breath.

Breathe in firemen and rubble,

breathe out whole buildings

and flocks of redwing blackbirds.

Breathe in terrorists and breathe out sleeping children

and freshly mown fields.

Breathe in confusion and breathe out maple trees.

from the poem, “Wage Peace,” by Judyth Hill

http://www.judythhill.com/home.html