It's beginning to happen.
After a couple of years working at McClintock, we are now seeing some families join us for worship on Sunday morning. Last Sunday, one mom from McClintock spoke to me after worship saying how much the message and the worship meant to her. On the verge of tears, she spoke about being unemployed for 14 months, trying to care for her two teenage boys. But just knowing that God is with her and that Christ Lutheran is supporting her, she was confident that she was going to make it. She wanted to say, "Thank you."
I embraced her and told her how glad I was that she was here.
As she left, I realized just how big a step she was taking. Walking into a full gymnasium, trying to find a seat for her family in a sea of people that doesn't look like her, stumbling along in a worship service unfamiliar to her--that has to be intimidating. But what gave her the courage to bridge that huge chasm was you.
You fed her children on Tuesday nights.
You provided a better education, the silver bullet, for her family.
But more importantly, when you welcomed her on Sunday with a smiling face and moved over to make room for her, you let her know that we were real. This faith stuff means more than a Sunday ritual. It is a way of life.
I'm not sure who felt more gratitude--that mom or me.
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