A Word from Pastor Grace
Dear Beloved Church Family,
I love foliage, but I am shamefully a brown thumb.
Recently, I purchased a little baby fiddle tree from Trader Joe’s in the hope that it would last more than a few days in our house!
I did everything I could to make sure he was comfortable; well fed, but not overfed; had enough light, but not too much light, and I hoped that his life was not doomed under my care!
As I write to you, I am looking out my back patio door, and I see before me my new little fiddle leaf plant.
See his new leaves??!
When I saw those fresh new little baby leaves, it made me marvel at God’s provision, goodness and hope in the midst of adversity and challenges. Those leaves reminded me that there is joy and life all around even when things are difficult.
I hope that this season of the corona virus will make us all stronger in our faith while we are challenged.
This is the season where our faith can become more real, when we can love in so many different ways.
Thank you to those of you who have contacted us asking how you can help. Please call one another, email one another, PRAY for one another! Reach out to one another, and give each other an encouraging word. We can love in so many different and new ways!
Jaco, Anthony, Pastor Steve and I all met through a FaceTime call today and we are planning to record a video worship service for our church so we can all “be together” in this way. We hope that this worship service will be a warm bowl of comfort, knowing that God holds us in His strong hands.
Today, Pastor Steve and I will call into a Presbytery meeting to find out more advice and recommendations for churches, and we are having a phone meeting with Maggie Mann, our deacon moderator to make sure that we are communicating good caregiving during this time.
May God bless you all. Please call, email or text if you need anything. Remain strong in prayer!
I remember Romans 15:13 as I think of you today:
May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.
(p.s. I think I will name my fiddle tree Winston)