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.
Lent 2013 All Who Thirst
REFLECTION
When Jesus cries, “I am thirsty,” he binds himself to the hurting of every generation and the sufferers of every century. The cry of thirst is the first sound of a newborn baby and the first plea of every mother after childbirth. Cries for water resound on every battlefield when the butchery is over. A moistened cloth to the lips is the last ministry we can offer a dying loved one. To thirst is to be one of us, and in the very human life of Jesus, the God of all the universe knew thirst.
Peter Storey, Listening at Golgotha, pp. 63-64
Epiphany 2013 Taking the Word Into the World
REFLECTION
I am your message, Lord. Throw me like a blazing torch into the night, that all may see and understand what it means to be a disciple.
St. Maria Skobtsova
Orthodox nun and martyr (1891-1945)
Christmastide Carols 2012
REFLECTION
Love came down at Christmas, Love all lovely, Love divine;
Love was born at Christmas; star and angels gave the sign.
Worship we the Godhead, love incarnate, love divine;
Worship we our Jesus, but wherewith for sacred sign?
Love shall be our token; love be yours and love be mine,
Love to God and neighbor, love for plea and gift and sign.
Christina Rossetti
Advent 2012
REFLECTION
As we wait
in this lonely dark of ourselves
we do sometimes see tracings and splinters
a flicker of the dream of your world –
sparks and flashes we almost remember.
Rod Jellema,
excerpt from “A Litany Prayer for Darkness in an Age of Glare”
Jubilee 2012
REFLECTION
As we wait
in this lonely dark of ourselves
we do sometimes see tracings and splinters
a flicker of the dream of your world –
sparks and flashes we almost remember.
Rod Jellema,
excerpt from “A Litany Prayer for Darkness in an Age of Glare”