Moving

Today is the day we move out of the parsonage.  Please pray that everything goes smoothly.  Thanks!

Friendship

When we arrived at the parsonage for the first time, my friend Cynthia bestowed upon me a gift of sock yarn and some needles...and a Yankees garbage can, but that is another story entirely.

 I had never successfully knitted before, and she was determined that I would.  The yarn was called "Vegas Lights," both a tribute to my hometown and her love of bright colors.   I eventually knitted that ball of yarn into my first handmade pair of socks, and wore them until I wore them out.  Cynthia's philosophy was that if I learned to knit socks first, I'd never be scared of anything.  It worked, mostly. Knitting lace still petrifies me.

Today, as I prepare to move out of the same parsonage, she gave me another gift of sock yarn and needles (metal sock yarn needles...I'm really excited to try these babies out).  The color was touching and reflected another interest....I'm going to have Tardis blue socks!

Thank you, Cynthia.

Jeff's Final Sermon at Zion

Okay, yes, it does say 35 minutes. But it is a beautiful sermon, and I hope that you take the time to listen to it.

 I deluded myself into thinking I wasn't going to cry, today...but how could I not? The tears started coming the first hymn which was "Come Unto Me Ye Weary"(LSB 684). One of the unique features about our church is that "Come unto me all ye who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest" is written on the front of the church. When we were here in seminary 15 years ago, I used to go driving up Coldwater, and when Jeff was called here, I remembered the church because of that.

And the tears came again when the Introit said "For the Lord has chosen Zion; he has desired it for his dwelling place."

"A Mighty Fortress" was the sermon hymn, and I know it was because at Jeff's installation, he didn't know that, in the Midwest, people stand for "A Mighty Fortress."  This time, he told me later, it got done right.  :)

Then three wonderful children were welcomed to The Table through the rite of First Communion Before Confirmation.  I am so proud of Zion for that; for studying and allowing allowing the children of the congregation to go to Communion when they were ready, not just when they were old enough, my children included.

One of the Communion hymns, "Alleluia, Sing to Jesus" has the line "Hark the songs of peaceful Zion thunder like a mighty flood."  Flood indeed.

The Farewell rite, too...started with part of our wedding text --  Philippians 1:3-6

And the hugs.  Lots of hugs.  Lots of tears.  Lots of joy, too. 

Not feeling too eloquent today....just contemplative.