A Prayer is a wonderful thing. It gives you hope and makes you sing. (from The Lawrence Welk Show)
My son-in-law, Ron, enjoys Garrison Keiller and so did Duane so his column comes into my e-mail every once in a while. Not long ago, he wrote “I seldom invite friends to come to church with me and after a Sunday morning service that was deeply moving, I don’t know why. If you knew a great bakery, you would tell people. If you read a good book, you wouldn’t keep it a secret.”
A few
Sundays ago, in our church, I wept in
time to the music and listened to a sermon that seemed to be tailored to
me. So I asked myself “Why don’t I let
others know about the special feelings that assail me as I sit in this pew?”
Why don’t I say, come with me to church on Sunday morning. I know just the place.
Sitting there amid friends, I let the music enter me, the pastor’s words come into my being, the friends greet me. People hug me, they help me in my everyday life, even invite me to lunch. Why don’t I tell others about all of this – invite them to join me. Why not? I don’t have the answer – do you?
Carolyn Olsen
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