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September 2, 2016, 9:44 AM

My Two Cents

Through the course of a year, there are many times when I just can’t imagine NOT being part of the church. The obvious ones come to mind first.

I can’t imagine not having to wake up at the crack of dawn on Easter Sunday to make a full morning of worship, breakfast and worship again- this after the quiet of Maundy Thursday and Good Friday. I have to assume that for millions of wonderful people, being greeted by an overflowing Easter basket and hunting for eggs makes everything perfect. But what would Easter dinner be without the chance to talk about the bonnets everyone wore to church?

And, of course, there’s December 24th. I’m going to go out on a limb here and say that those who don’t include worship on Christmas Eve MUST take a moment around the dinner table to light a candle and sing “Silent Night”- at least one verse. But, I wouldn’t know.

There are other times when the church adds meaning to our days. The happy noise of a roomful of people enjoying Thanksgiving dinner in fellowship hall; the feel of ashes on our foreheads; the naming of the saints; the small, hearty group of folks who were able to make it through the snow storm into worship; the way a high school kid who was four years old just a day or so ago, speaks of finding Jesus on a work trip clear across the country.

The church adds such rich texture to the warp and woof of the year, doesn’t it?

But, one of the times when the church feels most “right” is in the fall, when things get started up again. I have great memories of kick-off events for our youth group when we’d see each other after being away for much of the summer and the smell of hot dogs roasting at the annual Rally Day picnic to mark the beginning of Sunday school. One year, on such an occasion we launched balloons before we realized it wasn’t the best thing in the world for the environment. Another year we had a guy in a bear costume waving people into the church parking lot on Sunday morning!

Around here for the past fourteen years our annual “rite of fall” is “Respond to the Call” when about a hundred of us figure out a way to remember the victims of the attacks on September 11th by offering ourselves in community service. We’ve been doing it for so long now I can’t imagine September without it.

There are so many different ways for us to say what our mission is as a congregation. But one good way might be this: Our purpose is to offer ministry in such a way that when fall rolls around people begin looking through their closets to see what they might wear to church next Sunday.

Anybody out there want to join the fun?!

Shalom,

Rick

 

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