Ever want to change the world? Yah. Me too. I remember the first time was when I was
around twelve and I was next door at my uncle’s house. My mother had just left, heading back to our
house next door and several of her sisters and brothers were still in the room. They were complaining about her and talking
like she hadn’t just been with them.
They were griping about how bossy she was, how she was in everyone’s
business, yada yada… Now, hear me out.
My mother was and still is today extremely bossy and she surely was in
everyone’s business, but she had to be.
Both her mom and dad died early and she was the oldest of six, three of
which hadn’t graduated high school yet.
She took them all in (along with the three of her own) and helped to get
them on their feet. Yes. She was in
everyone’s business, but only because she loved them deeply.
So back to the story:
They are all complaining and I am amazed and confused all at the same time. Right then, out of my then quiet, shy and
unassuming mouth, came a barrage of concerns.
“How can you stand here and talk about her like she wasn’t just in the
room? How can you complain about all she
does when you all know she loves you and works her butt off to raise you? I thought you were family? I thought she was your sister? And why would you do it with me still in the
room? I am her daughter. I know she’s not perfect but she is still
pretty darn incredible….[sigh]” and with no more air to push through my lungs,
I walked out the door and marched across the yard to go home, as well.
I remember wanting the world to be different. I remember wanting family to act like family
and neighbors to actually be neighbors.
I suppose today that God placed that desire in my little heart way back
then for a day like today. This weekend
is something us Methodists call “Change the World” Weekend. It’s an opportunity to refocus, re-center,
and get back to basics… one small act of love to another. The hope is, it will not end up being just one
weekend, but a way of life. Surely it
has been, at Concord United Methodist Church, as they continue to reach out to
neighbors, friends, and even strangers.
So why don’t you join us? We’d
love to have you and your family.
We’ll be meeting at the church (119 S. Main St., Concord) at
10 am for a brief time of worship. Our
band will start with a couple of songs, those who are members will have a
moment to share their tithes and offerings, and we’ll say a prayer thanking God
for all he has already done for each of us.
And then we’ll head out for what we at CUMC call our “Work-ship Sunday!” By 10:20 am, we’ll be out washing windows of
some of our local businesses downtown, picking up litter all along our
roadsides, raking leaves for some of our widows down Main Street, washing cars
for some passerbys, knitting and crocheting some prayer shawls and stuffed
animals, changing oil for those who can’t afford to get it changed on their
own, and planting flowers around town to add a little beauty.
It will be a great way to worship our Lord and Savior Jesus
Christ while changing the world, all at the same time. Everyone is welcome: Jew or Greek, male or
female, young or old, Methodist or Presbyterian, believer or nonbeliever. We are all one as family members of the same
humanity, sharing the same earth to form our communities. So come at 10 or feel free to pop in at 10:20
as the work begins. We’ll all return to
the Fellowship Hall at 12 noon for a free lunch prepared by even more
neighbors. During lunch an awesome young
man by the name of Neil Sauter will be sharing with us how he is changing the
world while walking on stilts across Michigan to raise money for Cerebral
Palsy. Did I mention Neil has CP? Yah.
Changing the world.
We’ll have you out the door by 12:30, so what do you say? Can we change the world together? For the sake of all? Wear your grubs and bring a rake or trash bag or knitting needle along with you. It can be different… one small act of love to another.
We’ll have you out the door by 12:30, so what do you say? Can we change the world together? For the sake of all? Wear your grubs and bring a rake or trash bag or knitting needle along with you. It can be different… one small act of love to another.
Somehow, I had missed this. So glad I went back and found it.
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