A few thoughts in a tiny window on a crazy busy day:
1) After that last post about the child who disturbed us during the concert last Saturday, I wanted to be sure and tell you how I feel about children in worship: I love them there. Before seminary, I worked in the Children’s Room at the City By the Sea Public Library. “Tales for Twos” was my bailiwick. I am very, very patient. In church, I worry sometimes about whether older people can hear me well if there is crying, but that is as much about my relatively small voice as it is about a baby. And, frankly, most of the older people at Small Church find the babies as least as illuminating as anything I am saying.
2) Whole Wheat pretzels dipped right into the Skippy taste really good at 3:20 p.m. when you didn’t get lunch.
3) Sometimes people surprise you pleasantly.
4) I’m thinking about forgiveness. And love. And family. And home. More on these later. But for now, what do you think, is it harder to forgive others, or to forgive yourself?
5) Have to run again. Think of me tonight attending the Progressive Dinner hosted by members of the Ladies Guild. The elements of the meal will be marvelous, and the company is good, too.