Today I was thinking about the overflow room at church where we helped to fold and stuff the bulletins when it was your turn
to usher. On those Sundays, being allowed to ring the church bell by pulling on the big rope in the closet – what a
thrill! Sitting in the back or in the balcony when farm chores made us late for
church –how embarrassing! You taught us to say “amen” in our heads whenever Pastor Mentick took a
breath during his long, dull (for me) sermons. Eventually, he would say “ amen” out loud at the same time I said it silently and we would be free at last – the rest
of the service was an easy downhill slide from there.
The habit of showing up
at church week after week whether we wanted to or not sustained me through some hard times when God
seemed distant or absent. Your leadership and your faith have been so important to the
mission of that church – thank you for that. What an example you and mom set
for all of us. I hope that your faith and our deep love for your will carry you
through this time until you rest fully in God's waiting arms.
Love, Lynn
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