August 6, 2017
A worshipper on this day was the granddaughter of a long-ago pastor of the congregation I now serve. He was a beloved pastor, faithful for many decades baptizing, confirming, marrying and burying many, along with teaching and leading worship, of course. The fellowship hall is named after him, and it was wonderful to watch his granddaughter in that same hall catch up with others at the fellowship time following worship. It was a reminder that it is in the memories of the community that deep connections are not only made, but celebrated. And another reason that I give thanks to God for the church.
Blessings.
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