I just came in from my morning walk.
My devotions led me to this.
Life is exciting these days.
We are (hopefully) on the other side of the pandemic.
There is still lots of unpleasantness around but my filters are working efficiently.
The Cutie and I have another grandchild on the way.
The congregation I have been honored to serve is very alive and very faithful.
We are seeing some new ways of doing things that are the realization of long years of teaching and seeking and waiting for this moment.
Here’s an example.
We get our income from a tip bucket at MSLB and a woven basket placed somewhat haphazardly in the narthex at the church building.
No waving a brass plate under people’s noses.
My successor is going to get a migraine. 😜
The bills are getting paid (notice all this rain 😂) and we are giving thousands EVERY WEEK in missions.
It took a virus to make it possible.
That is just one of the symptoms of the new ways we are being Church.
But this isn’t about that.
It is about something I told a good friend last week.
We were talking about the new life, new hopes, new ways, and new faces.
“I could have really run with this 20 years ago.”
What a waste of breath.
What a terrible excuse.
It wasn’t two minutes after I made that silly comment before I thought of Abraham and Sarah.
They told the messenger he should have come by 20 years earlier.
First they laughed at the Message that they were going to get active.
Then they probably giggled a bit as they got down to business.
Then something was born.
Here I sit, millennia later, learning from them.
And getting down to business.
That same messenger came by to see me.
I am giddy.
Something is being born.
The “reveal” is happening RIGHT NOW!
As our Friend and I walked a soggy slog I was telling him about the challenges that are giving way to changes that feel so stimulating. He smiled at me the way he does and said…
“The best days are before us.”