with Worship Associate Nate Makdad and accompanist Darin Wilson.
We love to call ourselves a river: ever-moving, ever-changing, the same river even as the water flows through. But rivers don’t come from nowhere, and neither do we. On this Mother’s Day, we trace what has been carried to us – the clear water and the murky silt, the gifts and the weight – and ask what we are learning to carry ourselves. Because if we are the river, then we are also the ones who decide what we carry forward. And somewhere downstream, what we pass on makes possible something new.