Mid-Week Pause Service 2/2/2022
This week’s Pause Worship Video is posted below.
Order Welcome-Travis Organ and Violin – Jim Wentink and Karen Thomas Prayer-Travis Meditation – Rachel Held Evans Closing Song – The Lord Bless You and Keep You
As a reminder, this coming Sunday, February 6th, worship will be online only. Virtual zoom coffee hour 10:00 am.
| Bring your Hopes, Bring your Doubts, Feed your Soul. |
| This morning at 8 am I had my first podcast interview concerning my book, Church on the Move. The interviewer is the person who covers the business of bicycling for Forbes magazine, he lives in Newcastle, UK. We talked for about 30 minutes. He wanted to know about Judson Church. He said, “Tell me more about this church that you say is a combination of Northern Exposure & The Vicar of Dibley.” So I did. After our conversation, I thought I would name my Wednesday letter to you all The Northern Vicar (I don’t think The Exposure of Dibley is a good option). What do you think? On Saturday at 4:30 pm, 15 of us finished our three-day, 20 hours, Anti-Racism training. It was exhilarating and exhausting (more info from participants coming soon). This Sunday I received several emails, texts, and calls with words of appreciation for the Holocaust Remembrance Sunday service. Please note, all I did was offer a welcome and prayer, the rest was all Polly Schrom! On Monday I saw Jerry Larsen and Mac Chatfield, both wanted me to pass on their love and that appreciate your cards and calls. Tuesday was St. Brigid’s Day (also the first day of Irish Spring). It is supposed to be the day when the weather starts getting warmer, but my bike ride to Theodore Wirth park said otherwise (the water in my water bottle froze solid). I was there to watch a JV Nordic ski race; the oddest start-up song was playing as the boys took off, “Killing Me Softly” (The Fugees version). The day was full of discussions and plans, it ended with a wonderful Church Council meeting. Today, back-to-back-to-back zoom meetings and a trip to Northfield to say hello to the kids. This Sunday will be my new tradition? my sermon on the lake. Last year when I did this I received all kinds of feedback. When I asked people what part of the sermon they liked about, they all said “To be honest, I just liked it because you looked like a character from Grumpy Old Men.” Peace, Travis Poem for the Day Once or twice and maybe again, who knows, the timid nuthatch will come to me if I stand still, with something good to eat in my hand. The first time he did it he landed smack on his belly, as though the legs wouldn’t cooperate. The next time he was bolder. Then he became absolutely wild about those walnuts. But there was a morning I came late and, guess what, the nuthatch was flying into a stranger’s hand. To speak plainly, I felt betrayed. I wanted to say: Mister, that nuthatch and I have a relationship. It took hours of standing in the snow before he would drop from the tree and trust my fingers. But I didn’t say anything. Nobody owns the sky or the trees. Nobody owns the hearts of birds. Still, being human and partial therefore to my own successes— though not resentful of others fashioning theirs— I’ll come tomorrow, I believe, quite early. “Winter and the Nuthatch” by Mary Oliver, from Red Bird: Poems. © Beacon Press, 2008. Find Judson on the internet through our link tree, linktr.ee/JudsonChurch The February Messenger, Tree of Life, and Calendar can be found by clicking here |