Out of joy and out of need we gather as your people, drawn by custom or by creed to minaret or steeple. With each loving prayer and rite we seek a new creation: duty balanced with delight, a living celebration. All the heart desires to know cannot be named or spoken. Wonder at the quiet glow of stars above the ocean. Out of care and out of need we listen to each other. Drawn by custom or by creed to love and to discover.