Sunday in Full

A delightful day. Visiting the church of our past was a joy and feeling the welcome of many of the people that were young with us at the time was warming. Our council had asked Ken and me to bring greetings of congratulations from our church. We were assured that a letter had been sent and that we didn't have to do anything but show up and take space in a pew. The service had barely started when the pastor announced that people were in attendance from other churches to bring greetings. Ken looked at me and I at him with a common question...."Now what do we do?" After greetings had been given from a sister church, my husband got up and I followed him. We explained our feelings of unpreparedness with humor and won them to our side. Ken asked the pastor for the letter our council had written and then he read it it. It was a humorous moment. We met the challenge quite well and sat down feeling as if we hadn't made fools of ourselves. The message was given by Bethel's first pastor who expressed in certain terms that Bethel's first purpose was to share the love of Jesus and bring people to salvation. He urged them to carry on toward that end. His passion was as fiery as ever. We enjoyed being guests of a lovely dinner with the Bethel family in the church basement.



We were responsible for the worship service at the local retirement home at two o'clock. I twisted some arms and got grandson, Isaiah, and granddaughter, Alexandra to play their trumpets for the residents there. Our associate pastor spoke to those dear elderlies about Psalm 19 where David praises God for His creative abilities and accomplishments. The kids played "For the Beauty of the Earth". They made their grandma proud. Then my friend, Bernice and I sang a duet. We hadn't done that for twenty years and found it fun to once again lift praises to God together. The residence enjoyed our rendition of "Great is Thy Faithfulness". Another friend, Joyce, accompanied the group singing and the duet on the piano. It was kind of a family/friend affair. It doesn't take much to thrill hearts of those that aren't able to attend regular church services. God bless those dear ones.



I feel as if this weekend has been a marathon of activity. Each activity has brought with it inspiration and enjoyment. Why is it that I'm glad it is over? I think it is because as one looks ahead one wonders if it will all go as planned. All did go as planned and I'm grateful for safety in our travels and joy in our relationships.