One of the hazards of growing up Presbyterian is that while your decent and in order sides (not to mention the liturgical and committee sides) become very well developed sometimes the spiritual side lags behind.
Spiritual development is an area that I need to work on. That said, I felt your prayers tonight.
Thank you. Thank you for holding me, my family and my congregation in prayer.
The meeting was two hours long. It had to be in order for people to leave confident that they had been heard. We were able to separate the issues from the desire to have this family come back. It was agreed – fairly early on – that although the issues should be addressed they should not be addressed just to get this family to come back.
It seemed healthy and there were no post-meeting conversations in the parking lot something I always consider to be a good sign.
My favorite part came when we were way into the second hour and someone mentioned wrapping things up. Someone else said, “It is the week of Christmas, you know.”
Yes people, I know.
It was essential that I be a non-anxious presence during this meeting and I firmly believe that it was because of your prayers that I was able to do so.
Thank you, friends. Thank you.