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In his poem, “For the Interim Time,” John O’Donahue writes, “You are in this time of the interim/Where everything seems withheld,” and “The old is not old enough to have died away; the new is still too young to be born.” These words capture right where we are: we are in a season of waiting, of anticipating the arrival of Christmas, of the Solstice, of Hannukah, of the turning of the planet, and the returning of the light. We are in a season of waiting, anticipating the vaccine for Covid-19 and the end of the pandemic, but “when?” and “how?” remain just out of reach. We are in the in-between place, the liminal space, a time of miracle and magic, fear and anxiety, wonder and grief. In such a space, where do we cast our eyes for hope? In such a space, what is the spiritual work as we wait for the new dawn?   Words of Welcome - Rev. Justin Schroeder (:31) Wisdom Story - Aimee K. Bryant (1:45) Hymn- Lo, How a Rose/The Rose - First Universalist Choir (12:54) Sermon - In the Interim Time - Rev. Justin Schroeder (18:18) Interlude - Why Shouldn't We - David Lauth (34:20) Blessing - Rev. Justin Schroeder (34:56)