The Pondering Pastor

These "Ponderings" originally appeared as articles in our church newsletter or bulletin or just as the musings of one bald pastor. I place them here to encourage you, my fellow blogite and maybe to help us all in our pondering.

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Sky High...Sort Of

A COUPLE OF WEEKS AGO I HAD THE PRIVILEGE to travel with some of Middle School student to Sky High a trampoline filled warehouse. Rooms with trampolines on the floor and walls, a room where you can tramp and then fly through the air into a pit filled with foam blocks, and then an “enclosed” area of floor and wall trampolines where massive games of dodge-ball ensue. Looking around the room I can most definitely say I was one of the oldest guys there . . . and I soon found out why. Two hours of bouncing, flying, and being whacked in the head with a dodge-ball is not for the faint of heart! But, truth be told, I had a blast, even if the next two days some of my body parts sought to remind me of the need to ease into some of these activities.
Call me nuts (go ahead I can handle it) but I do like “mixing-it-up” with the Middle School and High School gang from time-to-time. It keeps me young, if not also reminding me that I am not as young as I once was. DUH! Playing with them also reminds me of how bright and creative they are. I listen to their interactions, their games, even their hopes and dreams, and I am encouraged that our church fellowship is blessed with some incredibly intelligent and fun young people. It is worth hanging out with them…as least as long as my body can take it!
One of the things that I have appreciated about our church over the years is the interaction there has been between the ages. I have been witness to the sharing of life stories between the young and the old, sometimes they are planned, but often spontaneous. I have seen hugs lovingly given and heard prayers freely offered. I have heard questions honestly asked and answers honestly given. We are not without are problems and misunderstandings, but what family isn’t, and family is what we are.
It is this ongoing interaction across the ages that has led us to try our Sunday school experiment this August. It will be a time for all ages to gather together for singing, and sharing around the stories that Jesus told. My prayer is that not only will we learn together, but that we will also grow together. I am praying not only for new knowledge to be gained, but maybe more importantly for new relationship to be made and existing ones to be deepened. I do hope you will join us. It will not be a painful as being whacked in the face with a dodge-ball…I promise!
See you Sunday mornings!

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

The Copper Penny

GROWING UP, SUNDAYS WERE SPECIAL. They meant Saturday night baths, and shoes shined. It meant tight collars and clip-on ties. It meant an interminable time of sitting quietly in the sanctuary and a raucous hour of fun with my friends during Sunday school. But most of it often meant going out for “brunch” at the Copper Penny.

I am sure that we went to this local restaurant at other times, but ah, the glorious Sunday brunch. Waffles, or my favorite, Pigs-in-a-blanket, yes, Sunday was a special time of eating-out. A time with mom and dad, and even my brother would show up for those times. Back in the day, Sundays were special, hey, even the newspaper comics came in color!

Sure, the Sunday “funnies” are still in color, (but what kid can understand them anymore? L) and we can still go out for “brunch.” But, sadly it’s often to the same places we frequent other times during the week (Ouch! I’m getting convicted! L) Sundays have changed. In many ways they are like any other day.

But, we can change that!

Maybe it is time to once again strive to make that day, a Special Day. Maybe we can start to get ourselves ready with anticipation for the Day. It may mean setting aside time the evening before to slow down and prepare our hearts (or shine our shoes). It may mean planning for some special things on that Day; a special meal at a special place. It may mean opening our hearts and homes to family and friends; a time to reinvest in our special relationships. And, of course, it will always mean taking time to be refreshed and renewed in the relationship that truly makes this Special Day, special.

How will you make today a Special Day?

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