I wove my way out of church tonight.
There was a fourth step training going on. There was a band practice and an Adult Council meeting and piano lessons and connecting and church was doing what it is meant to do: hold people as they unfold.
Our church is alive for so many reasons. One of them is because we have an amazing staff.
We’re in the blessed season of asbestos abatement and new boiler(s) installation and new pipes and summer program launching and community carnival hosting and each of these things is midwifed by the best staff a church could hope to call their own.
Our staff encounter all manner of things in their work. They handle walk-ins and myriad requests. They strategize and equip and pray and laugh and field grumblings and all of this they do knowing that at any given moment the things they had planned to do could get sidelined by what might come through the door or over the phone.
To a person they are committed and generous gifts.
It’s good to work with people you like. It’s even better to team up with deep souled folk who lend heart and grit to Richfield United Methodist Church in order for grace to shine.
Oh, we are blessed.