I wrote this for our last Sunday in our temporary church home on Main Street, November 26, 2017.
It was a way of saying thanks and goodbye.
God brought us to this
place.
When we were unsure of
our future, God brought us to this place.
God brought us to this
place, and through the power of God’s Spirit a store became a sanctuary.
Through the power of
God’s Spirit, a coffee house became a church.
God brought us to this
place, and taught us that worship is not defined by the walls that surround it.
From the pulpit we have
heard messages of hope, exhortations for justice and prophecies of peace.
God brought us to this place,
and taught us that music could still soar in a smaller space.
From the piano, from
the choir and from our own voices raised in song, our music has overwhelmed us
with joy and moved us to tears. New hymns have captured our imaginations, and
old hymns have seemed even sweeter sung together, neighbor to neighbor.
God has brought us to this
place, gathering us together for fellowship.
At this counter, we
have shared food and laughter, coffee and sympathy. We have been given new
opportunities not only to catch up on one another’s lives, but to live out the
hospitality of the gospel.
God has brought us to this
place, and here we have met Christ.
At this table, our
memories have been renewed. We have met Christ, seen Christ, and shared in
Christ’s peace. At this table we have been called, and from this table we have
been sent.
God brought us to this
place and made of it a church. We give thanks for every moment we have spent here.
Like the Israelites following God in the pillars of cloud and fire in the wilderness,
we trust that God is just ahead of us. God brought us to this place, God leads
us still. Amen.
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