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We continue in the season of spring time and in the spirit of Easter, celebrating the promise of new lives for ourselves and for all of creation. This coming Sunday we continue with resurrection and explore the experience of resurrection in our own lives.
Death is universal. We recognize it immediately because it looks the same for all of us. When it’s over, it’s over. When a body breathes its last. When a door closes for good. When the choice can’t be unmade and the marriage can’t be salvaged and the words can’t be unsaid. When a home is burned to the ground and the machines are turned off and the pastor sprinkles the dirt over the casket, ashes to ashes. Done. Gone. Finished.
Death feels heavy, cold and final,
it tastes like salty tears,
and sounds like wailing, or the emptiness of a silent house.
Death is unmistakable. Death is universal.
But resurrection? That’s personal.
And it comes a million different ways and looks like a million different things because it happens for all of us differently. The way we each need it.
Resurrection is your story now, and mine.
~Kara Root~

Let Freedom Ring from the Hills of Oakland!
After last week’s rain drenched, cloudy days it’s been a joy to hike in the Oakland hills; breathing in the fragrances of pine and eucalyptus, and to behold the vibrant orange California poppies 
Well, here we go. It’s Palm Sunday. And so Holy Week begins.
Dear Ones,
Sunday, March 25, 12-1 PM: Sandwich making for homeless people in Oakland. Join Pastor Laurie, Shaun Bernhardt, music director Benjamin & his boys here at Skyline in the preschool classroom area for sandwich making for people who are hungry. A group of us will deliver these to a local encampment from 1 – 2 pm. All ages & all are welcome to join us for one or both activities. Bring your sandwich making supplies! Contact Pastor Laurie.

The scene of Jesus cleansing the temple has always been more than a little bit scary for me. I think the reason is that my “turn the other cheek” version of Jesus doesn’t allow for this kind of
Dear Friends, Colleagues and Collaborators,