Blues From Church

Joining Smiling Sally's 

Blue Monday Meme.

It is fun.

Thanks, Sally, for being 

such a fabulous hostess.

I find the color blue to be soothing.

Perhaps that is why I chose the 

soft blue color for the front wall

in the sanctuary.

The other walls are a tan color.

I love having the "pulpit wall" stand alone.

This particular blue had a very 

appropriate name for a sanctuary.

It is called Kindred Spirit.

It was meant to be, I think!

Sunday School is special

at Sonrise.

Everyone participates from the 

children to the Seniors.

But the wall is not the only blue to be 

found at church.

Very often Nick, whose Mom

writes Cozy Comforts, wears blue

as he plays the drums. 

He is a relatively new drummer but honestly is already very, very good.  

I so enjoy the energy 

he brings to the music!

We have a grouping of pictures as a sort

of welcome just inside the door.  There are

a few blues to be seen here, as well.

We wanted the church to reflect our sense

of family and community.  We enjoy spending

time together and love meeting new people.

It is our hope that those who visit feel at home

with us.

Our Pastor is such a dear friend.

We have known Mike for more than ten years

 and have such respect

for him.

His sermon today was amazing.

But, any Pastor worth his salt can 

preach a good message.

Pastor Mike, while very human,

is also a very Godly man.

Always seeking the Lord's will and 

directing his congregation

to do the 

same.

Here you see him helping me fold

the bulletins.

Yes, Mike is very good about things 

like this.

Mrs. Rabe and I remember the day, very well,

that we were working ever so hard to set up

for a Christmas Tea.  

After setting up tables and decorating out in the 

sanctuary we each headed to our  homes

for a bit and returned

shortly before the ladies began to gather

to find a note from Mike telling us

how nice everything looked and that 

he had mopped the floors....

just to be helpful and make things

as nice as they could be.

We actually laughed really hard because

we thought we were being sneaky in setting

up the tables in the sanctuary, 

not sure how he might feel about having 

food served over that carpet.

That certainly allowed us to breathe

easier that evening...

After we finished laughing!

So...aren't you glad I am not singing the blues 

about things at church?

It can happen.

No church is perfect, because they all have

imperfect humans that make them up.

However, I am so very thankful for our 

church body.

Such wonderful family and friends.

The love and support that flowed from

them over this past week as I was 

in the hospital and then recuperating at 

home was 

genuine.

This morning, my friend, our Associate Pastor Jack...

that is him on the left...

came to the piano earlier than usual.

You may recall he loves to do that while

I am playing the prelude.

Messes me up every time.

Today, however, he came straight to me

even before Sunday School.

With misty eyes he gave me a hug

and told me how glad he was that 

I am ok.

That sweet former Marine.

Contented sigh....

Have a fabulous week.

I'm still taking it easy. 

Naps are very good things.....

Hugs,

Becky K.