I love church. I miss church. I want to be back there again in that beautiful "Meetinghouse" place. But especially with those people who are my dear friends in Christ. The Christian company. That unique "body" of people who have, over the years, "covenanted to walk together in all His ways." And serve. And care. And do what Jesus calls us to do and be.
But, to help defeat the virus, I've been game to go to a different kind of church. They call it "virtual." There's a pianist. And a preacher. And a dear old guy - a former speech professor - who's read the scriptures to us for the last weeks. And, the former chaplain and Bible teacher at Minnehaha Academy, lovingly called, "The Rabbi," who runs the cameras that are making virtual church possible for us here at Covenant Village.
There's no congregation gathered around the preacher, our chaplain. We're all tuning in through the televisions in our apartments. And so, "church" happens. It turns out, that in many places where "virtual" church is being tried many more people are attending church than before. By TV, from home.
Who knows, what new thing may come out of this for the future?
After church, the camera panned all sorts of people, all over in places doing something to expand the spirit of virtual church: the staff ladies taking off with roses and poems for every mother in the community on Mother's Day.
And other people given chalk on a long stick to draw happy figures and happy words on our center's sidewalk. And happy faces and pictures. Even happy chocolate covered doughnuts!
Resourceful. People finding ways to cheer others up. To keep us all going - until the sign of the ALL CLEAR!
It all was a little lesson for me: Remember the little things that mean so much. Remember the lonely people who long for full life. And those grieving who've already lost dear ones who've died of COVID-19, who need a hand, a note, a call, and for sure, a prayer.
So many - out there - just waiting for us to come to them, in whatever way we can.
Know anyone like that? Maybe you're one... Let the rest of us know. We might really do it. Whatever the "it" might be.
Bless you, in the now. And, in the new day coming. The day that Jesus will bring. "I am coming again," He said.
Oh, He is, for sure. He promised.
Your friend on the Way,
Arthur A Rouner, Jr -
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