Church stuff
Nov. 6th, 2011 03:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dreamflowerToday was potluck Sunday. I took a crockpot of hamhock and black-eyed peas, and am pleased to note there was not a smidge left at the end. I had lots of help in the kitchen today, and so I decided to sit at the opposite end of one of the tables (I usually sit near the kitchen, in case something is needed, like more ice or drinks or something). I got to talk to a family that I kind of know (well, the mom at least) but not very well, so that was fun, as we compared our "earthquake stories" such as they were...
But attendance was down at the potluck. Many of the families, especially those who have younger children have decided to go to one of the earlier services-- and they don't come back for the potluck, so there are a number of my church friends that I simply don't see anymore. *sigh* The extra service is a blessing in many ways, but it brings its own set of problems. There are two or three of those who have always gone to the first service who do come back, but those who come to the one in the middle don't.
We have communion also on the first Sunday of the month, and one of the things that always touches me is our Prayer of Confession just before. The one we had this Sunday seemed especially appropriate for our times:
"Merciful God, your Son gave us a new commandment; love one another. We confess that, again and again, we have broken that commandment: through our selfish love for wealth that blinds us to the sight of your poor; thorugh our obsessive desire for security that dearens us tto the cries of those who live daily with violence and oppression; throught our silence in the face of injustice that leaves us feeling powerless and ashamed. Help us show everyone that we are disciples of Jesus Christ by how much we love. Amen."
But attendance was down at the potluck. Many of the families, especially those who have younger children have decided to go to one of the earlier services-- and they don't come back for the potluck, so there are a number of my church friends that I simply don't see anymore. *sigh* The extra service is a blessing in many ways, but it brings its own set of problems. There are two or three of those who have always gone to the first service who do come back, but those who come to the one in the middle don't.
We have communion also on the first Sunday of the month, and one of the things that always touches me is our Prayer of Confession just before. The one we had this Sunday seemed especially appropriate for our times:
"Merciful God, your Son gave us a new commandment; love one another. We confess that, again and again, we have broken that commandment: through our selfish love for wealth that blinds us to the sight of your poor; thorugh our obsessive desire for security that dearens us tto the cries of those who live daily with violence and oppression; throught our silence in the face of injustice that leaves us feeling powerless and ashamed. Help us show everyone that we are disciples of Jesus Christ by how much we love. Amen."