I am not sure when was the last time I was on the receiving end of things at a worship service – It has been a while. Today, a special day turned into an extra special one. Thanks to Facebook, I found out that Glenburnie United Church, near Kingston, was having a service of songs. No, it had nothing to do with hymns, but everything to do with songs – any, all, popular, secular (Those songs that are not sung in church). Songs that speak to us; songs that have obvious theological inclination, or in between the lines.
As I had this Sunday off, I asked Gary to join me in going to Glenburnie and sit in the pews with me – even with a 45-minute drive… When there is a will, there is a way.
Well, Rev. Elizabeth Boehm-Wilson and Glen Foster did an amazing job in leading a service that was out of the box but reached our heart strings. It was a blessing!
I don’t think we ever stop and think about the songs that we hear on the radio and think if God can also speak to us through those songs.
I am truly grateful to God that I still have some vacation time to take from last year and Gary and I made the decision to go to Glenburnie. Often, people forget that ministers need to sit in the pew and receive the Word as well sometime, for their own good and for the good of the communities they serve.
Last December, someone said to me, “You are so inspirational, people don’t like it when you are away.” Yes, I am humbled by this comment, but I also know that I need to feed my soul too. It is simple. When the car is getting low on gas, we need to stop and refuel it – Same logic applies to our ministers, spiritual leaders and all vocations that are in the “business” of giving.
So, today, I am grateful for having a chance to sit on a wooden pew next to my husband, hold his hand during prayers; and swing with him while we were standing up and singing and be spiritually fed from the fountain of Life, Love and Laughter. Moreover, at the time of coffee hour, after worship – I saw individuals from the Montreal Presbytery and the Eastern Townships of Quebec, which were a bonus above all this joy.
When we got back home in the afternoon, the sun was shinning on the tree found on our front lawn. I had to take these pictures, because it echoed to me, “Look, I am still in the PRESENCE and being fed by the sun and the soil – it is important.”
Today, I pray that all of you take the time to intentionally stop being busy, be with your loved ones and feed your spirit to carry on this journey – Being fed is as important as feeding others. Thanks be to God for these opportunities. Amen.