Since we last met, things have been crazy and calm, both awesome and overwhelming. I spent Wednesday and Thursday mainly in the office, getting a handle on a few more things, meeting the people who stopped by, and going to a WELCA meeting. I met jD for lunch at The Roost Cafe in Blooming Prairie [owned by Beth, a self-labeled liberal Catholic, who is all around pretty awesome] and received a tour of the care center in Blooming, where a handful of ROG [Red Oak Grove] members live. I started to work on the sermon for Sunday, and waded my way through worship planning using the green book. [The green book is secret Lutheran code for the green hymnal that sits in church pews. There is also an updated cranberry book – the latest Lutheran hymnal. We do not have this in our pews.] I visited a few members, gave the custodian more work to do [I kinda broke my office window.], and dined with the Dorcas circle at church last night. I’ve kept busy.
Things are good. People seem excited that I’m here and their pastor. I received only one comment so far about my age. [I was meeting ladies at the WELCA meeting, shaking their hands and introducing myself as they went through the line for lunch. One woman shook my hand, not entirely sure who in the world I was or what I was doing until I said, “I’m Pastor Lindsay.” “Oh, I wasn’t expecting someone so young!”] I met two ladies at the independent/assisted living section of the care center yesterday, one of whom knew about me and of my friendship with jD. You see, she’s the oldest living life-long member of ROG [not to be confused with the oldest member of ROG who is not a life-long member and married into the congregation] and she’s bff’s with the oldest member of one of jD’s church. They talk on the phone every night, apparently about their pastors and who knows what else. Oh for cute. I love stories like that and women who talk on the phone with their best friends every night.
Between those visits and the opportunity to dine with and participate in Bible study with the Dorcas circle last night, I’m reminded why I do this. It’s in times like those that the questions of what the heck am I doing?! and is this really right for me? disappear. Here’s hoping Sunday morning is another one of those times. You know me and worship leadership – nervous nelly. We’ll see how this goes!
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