Yesterday, at our bi-monthly local pastor's association [you know, those meetings where we sit around and drink coffee, George will bring in hot chocolate and try to fool the rest of us into thinking he is are drinking coffee also - but we know!] we met the new priest in town - our Episcopalian sister. She has only been in town two weeks and was already willing to join our merry little circle. Our United Methodist sister was only too glad to have another sister on board; I imagine it was getting a little frustrating to hear nothing but male opinions, although we all love her and try to be as gender-inclusive as possible, ha. Secretly I'm rejoicing, because this adds another Wesleyan to group ... John Wesley was an Anglican priest, and the Episcopalians have Anglican roots. Also Henry is celebrating his 30th year in town as pastor of the area's largest congregation. I find great joy, comfort and encouragement in these gatherings; there's no pressure to perform, no expectancies to be met and everyone just loves the Lord, though some of us from time to time wish the Lord would offer career options, and those of us within sight of retirement just pray for tons of more grace.
Last night at our midweek Bible Study [which right now is focused on the discipline of witnessing] a lady from one of our city's most stable enterprises [and gainful employer] came and shared with us how God led her [in the midst of her own personal crises] to start a Bible Study at work. At the first meeting two individuals asked if they could accept Jesus into their hearts. She was a great encouragement to all of us.
Well, I've got to sign off, She Who Can Only Be Loved [SWCOBL] has instructed me to be home when the plumber comes to unclog our washing machine line. That's okay, I'm working at the kitchen table with the patio doors open hoping I'll catch a glimpse of a deer and/or turkey before the plumber arrives.
Have a good day in the company of our Creator!
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