Good Sunday yesterday. Loved seeing my congregation again after a Sunday away.
Little Church looks prettier each time I look. The repaired pews are now shiny. We won't use the antique velvet pew cushions. Tiny pieces of velvet fluff stuck to the pews before and after storage for the summer, the mold spores and ancient dust gross me out. If the acoustics need pew cushions, we'll work on new ones.
The road to Little Church is newly paved. I love that drive through countryside seeing cattle and fields.
The church meeting Thursday was the warmest worship I've attended for our geographical cluster of churches in years. We prayed for people by name along with celebrations of good things happening in our congregations. The young preacher spoke deeply and well. I love her. Yep, I'm doing cartwheels thinking we attracted a smart, capable young woman to our geographical cluster.
The surprise of the day was how dang post-denominational we are. We ate lunch at a PCA church. Can you believe that? After all the anguish and pain of the past 30 years, we used a PCA church for lunch space.
Blessings to you. Be Bold.
St.Casserole
5 comments:
Blessings to you, too. And I will try!
apparently my predecessor had long relationship with local PCA church here...uh, what's that about?
Blessings to you and kittehs!
word verf is "huggl"
I am sending you all huggls!
I had a very friendly conversation with a PCA pastor just this morning. We let them use our building occasionally, for Presbytery meetings and things, and they gratefully accept, even though I am an abomination.
Now I have a name for it: post-denominational. Thanks!
Thanks be to God!
Truly, these are signs and wonders!
I love how peaceful and contented your entries are. What's your secret?
Blessings.
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