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The Unitarian — November 3, 2022


Sunday, November 6, one outdoor service on the Town Green at 10 a.m.

Remember that Daylight Savings Time ends at 2 a.m. Sunday, November 6 ( 2 a.m. “falls back” to 1 a.m.) Religious Education and childcare are provided.

Upcoming Services

  • Sunday, November 13 and November 20, 9 a.m. and 11 a.m. in the Sanctuary

Every Thursday at 6:30 p.m. — Vespers in the Sanctuary

Vespers services are an opportunity to connect, to be in our beautiful Sanctuary, and have a midweek deepening and return.

From Your Intern Minister, John O’Connor

While I was walking through the dunes this past weekend at the outermost edge of Provincetown, I was struck by how much the change in seasons reflects the cycles our own lives.

The soft summer light that reflected warm tones of pink and rose gold, caught in sunsets and the undersides of clouds, has been replaced with a bright, cool light. The sky and the water have become impossibly blue, and sharp. It’s as is the veil of summer has been lifted, offering a different view.

The warm ocean breezes, scented with grasses and flowers as they pass through the dunes, lulled us to sleep in the summer. What’s better than a nap at the beach, the sound of waves rolling up and then receding on the beach, the sound of pebbles being dragged back into the sea?

Now the wind is cool, and scented with wet leaves, fallen from the trees. Gone are the vibrant greens of sea grass now turned brown, the purple of beach plum blooms but a memory. The warmth of the sun fades as she travels, lower in the sky, telling of much shorter days to come.

Soon, yes soon, the blues will turn to grays, the sand to snow, and the breeze to gales, and the gentle waves to storm-tossed white caps. The still cold silence of winter mornings is not far off.

And so too we change, and yet somehow, like the seasons, like the earth, we somehow come back to ourselves. We carry the seeds of ourselves into new springs. The memories of summer days warm us in the cold of winter. We light fires. We wear hats and mittens. And don’t forget your scarf — It’s cold out!

We tell stories of those who have passed, who will not themselves see the spring again. And that’s OK. That’s alright. That’s as it is. No cause for sadness.

For soon enough the crocus blooms, and the greens, the pinks, and the rose golds return. But for now, let us be present, and enjoy the impossible clear blue of the sky and water.

Beautify the Sanctuary with Flowers

Thank you for donating flowers to beautify the Sanctuary. Our longtime partner, Paradise Flowers, will create the arrangements, which are $90. You can use the form below for either an online payment or if you wish to mail a check to the church.

This month, we Share the Plate with the Belmont Food Pantry

Located at Belmont Town Hall, the Belmont Food Pantry has made its services available to all Belmont residents since 1992. You can make a worship offering below, text the word “offering” to 617-819-8168, or mail a check to the church. Please make checks payable to The First Church in Belmont and write “offering” in the memo line.

Candles of Joy and Concern

Each week, Samuel Foster lights candles of concern and celebration in his weekly video. Samuel looks forward to receiving your news, your reflections, your prayers, indeed anything you feel moved to share with your congregation. Click here to email Samuel. Emails received by Tuesday night will be included in the video for that week; otherwise, the week after.