I’m sitting in my church’s annual meeting as I write. In the mass media, I see stories about how churches are waning due to apathetic congregations and young people’s attitudes. I am stunned by how much these people care about not only the church, but the community we serve. These people are as passionate about what we do to reach out to the underserved as they are to the allocation of the monies we collect.
It is truly a place that is of the people and by the people.
We had our first quarterly parish breakfast this morning, which was so wonderful that people wanted it to occur every week! I think that it wouldn’t be as appreciated if it occurred weekly, but it was a sweet compliment nonetheless. That my darling husband was the chief planner and cook made the experience that much better.
I look out at the crisp, clear day and realize how well and truly blessed we are to have landed on our feet in this place.