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Invocation for Bethel Democratic Town Committee Annual Dinner - April 2017

Holy One of Blessing, Creator of all humanity, we come together tonight to praise a woman of valor, Mary Gert McCollam. You know, friends, Mary Gert is mentioned in our holy scriptures. We read in the Book of Proverbs:
Who can find a woman of valor? The price of a woman of integrity is far above rubies. She wears strength and beauty and she laughs at the future.
She opens her mouth with wisdom and the learning of kindness is on her tongue.
Give her of the fruit of her hands. She will rejoice in the time to come, Let her works be praised on this earth.
May Mary Gert and her lovely family be blessed now and always.
Holy One of Blessing, Creator of all humanity, we ask your blessing on the Bethel Democratic Town Committee. It is fitting that Mary Gert is receiving the Shannon Award for Public Service; may we always remember that our mission – Mary Gert’s and the Shannons’ mission – is to serve Bethel with compassion, integrity, dignity, uprightness, and honesty.May we always remember to protec…
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