Lake Country United Church

Welcome To each one of you, welcome to this page. No matter who you are, no matter where you’re at, no matter what you believe, no matter who you love, you belong here. Virtual Worship Service

Traci Hubbard May 31st, 2026 One Ash Wednesday, the pastor finished his sermon with these words, “Oh Lord, without you we are but dust.” As she paused for a dramatic effect, a small child’s voice was heard to say, “Mommy, what is butt dust?” Let’s say there are 250 people in a church service. One of the first things ministers learn is what they intended to say with every word in their sermon will be heard 250 different ways, and that’s not unfair. The minis

Welcome To each one of you, welcome to this page. No matter who you are, no matter where you’re at, no matter what you believe, no matter who you love, you belong here. Virtual Worship Service

by Traci Hubbard Where do bad rainbows go? To prism. It's a light sentence but it gives them time to reflect. Yesterday I popped into the grocery store to get peanut butter, and I noticed part of the label said, “May contain peanuts.” I thought, “Yep. This is why aliens are not visiting our planet.” Life can feel like rowing a boat upstream with a spoon. Many of us are exhausted because we are trying to be LOVE entirely in our own strength. We’re sweating, straining, frustrat

Welcome To each one of you, welcome to this page. No matter who you are, no matter where you’re at, no matter what you believe, no matter who you love, you belong here. Virtual Worship Service

Traci Hubbard May 17, 2026 There are moments in life when the veil between now and eternity is thin. We experience moments when something greater than us enters in. A hospital room where a final breath somehow feels holy. A mountain sunrise that silences every anxious thought. A dream that lingers because it feels more true than ordinary waking life. These are rendezvous moments. These moments are appointments with the Holy. They are encounters with

Welcome To each one of you, welcome to this page. No matter who you are, no matter where you’re at, no matter what you believe, no matter who you love, you belong here. Virtual Worship Service

By Traci Hubbard My mother kept every card and letter I gave to her. Last January, after retrieving that last of my mother’s things in Texas that were dear to me, I spent an entire day reading every card and letter she and I sent to one another. I would like to read what I wrote in the Mother’s Day card I gave to her in 1978. Dear Mom, Happy Mother’s Day. Thank you for not telling Da that me signing my initials and the current year with spray paint on the bridge under Highway

by Traci Hubbard What do you call a hockey player who questions their bad life choices? Wayne Regretsky When you were a child, did you ever play the game, “Mother May I?” One person is selected to be "Mother," while the others stand in a line on the opposite side of the yard or room. Players take turns asking, "Mother, may I take [number] [type of movement] steps?". The Mother answers "Yes, you may" or "No, you may not" (often providing an alternative, such as "No, but you ma

Welcome To each one of you, welcome to this page. No matter who you are, no matter where you’re at, no matter what you believe, no matter who you love, you belong here. Virtual Worship Service

by Traci Hubbard Last week, I was driving through a rural area when a chicken began to cross the road. I smiled at the chicken and began to recite the classic joke in my head..."Why did the chicken cross the road??" Then I thought, "this is a boring joke...it's not funny. 'To get to the other side?' What a weak punchline and it is constantly quoted. Who wrote this joke and why do people remember it?" I began shaking my head when I realized that there IS an actual joke in ther

Welcome To each one of you, welcome to this page. No matter who you are, no matter where you’re at, no matter what you believe, no matter who you love, you belong here. Virtual Worship Service

by Traci Hubbard One Sunday a minister spoke about looking for signs of life, wander, and wonder wherever you are. After church, a little boy pulled the minister away from the crowd and quietly told him, "My dad is a road worker. I never wanted to believe that my dad was stealing from his job. But when I got home, all the signs were there and that’s the truth. I don’t even need to wonder about that.” The peculiar thing about sacred moments is they rarely look sacred at the be

Welcome To each one of you, welcome to this page. No matter who you are, no matter where you’re at, no matter what you believe, no matter who you love, you belong here. Virtual Worship Service

by Traci Hubbard Text: 1 Corinthians 15:35–58Colossians 2:15 We are people of expectations. We expect the alarm clock to go off… but hope it doesn’t. We expect the line at the grocery store to move fast… but choose the wrong one every time. And we expect that when we plant something, something good will grow. A man once said he planted a “low-maintenance garden.” He expected tomatoes. He got weeds and a family of raccoons. Expectations can disappoint us. But Easter invites

Welcome To each one of you, welcome to this page. No matter who you are, no matter where you’re at, no matter what you believe, no matter who you love, you belong here. Virtual Worship Service

What is the best death according to you ? I think the best way to go is to die like my grandfather... he fell asleep and never woke up. Dying in your sleep is indeed said to be the best way to go. So , what do you consider the worst way to die ? Like my grandfather’s friends. Why ? How did they die ? They were in the car when Grandpa fell asleep. There’s a phrase we sometimes use when someone cuts us off in traffic or ignores our advice: “Fine. Go your way.” Usually, what w

Welcome To each one of you, welcome to this page. No matter who you are, no matter where you’re at, no matter what you believe, no matter who you love, you belong here. Virtual Worship Service

by Traci Hubbard Driving to church this morning I caught a glimpse of my laugh lines in the rearview mirror and I thought, “I don’t remember anything being that hilarious.” There’s a quiet but stubborn belief many of us carry that somewhere else, some holier place, some better season, some more put-together version of ourselves, that is where we’ll finally meet the Divine. Not here. Not in traffic. Not in our messy kitchen. Not in the hospital waiting room. Not in the middl

Welcome To each one of you, welcome to this page. No matter who you are, no matter where you’re at, no matter what you believe, no matter who you love, you belong here. Virtual Worship Service