Post date: 10/01/2006 - 11:00am
True story: Last summer, Anita Anthony, a maid at Hampton Inn in Covington found $5000 cash left in a room which she immediately turned over to the hotel manager. The two of them were convinced hurricane evacuees had left the cash inadvertently. They were right. Two men who had occupied the room had indeed withdrawn the cash before they left the projected path of the hurricane. The hotel called the men for the cash pickup whereupon the men rewarded the maid and her manager $200 each and $90 gift certificates to an Italian restaurant.
Post date: 09/01/2006 - 11:00am
Remember to vote in the statewide elections on Saturday, September 30th. Then, on Sunday, October 1st bring your pledge card to church.Commitment Sunday is set for October 1st. We hope you (and your household) will thoughtfully, carefully, and prayerfully fill out your pledge card and bring it to church on October 1st. Your Canvass Committee is planning to mail information packets in September. Be on the lookout for your packet.
Post date: 08/01/2006 - 11:00am
From time to time, church members have heard me say, “If you can go to the hospital alone, don’t go alone.” Or, “If you wish to make funeral arrangements alone, don’t.” Let your minister or a pastoral care team member accompany you through what may become an unforeseen eventuality in unknown territory. I’m convinced it makes a difference when someone is in the surgical waiting room, waiting and holding vigil for you. I’m also aware of the pitfalls of making funeral arrangements alone or in haste. Call me at any hour before calling the mortician. Give me a call.
Post date: 07/01/2006 - 11:00am
On occasion I have these ideas: that things may be the way they seem, that you can teach an old dog a new trick, and that it may not get worse before it gets better. The contrarian in me chortled when I discovered a poem called “Blessings” the other day by Ronald Wallace from Long for This World: New and Selected Poems: (Pardon my re-formatting.) “Blessings occur. Some days I find myself putting my foot in the same stream twice; leading a horse to water and making him drink. I have a clue. I can see the forest for the trees. All around me people
Post date: 06/01/2006 - 11:00am
(Here is an excerpt from the minister’s annual report to the congregation.
Post date: 05/01/2006 - 11:00am
Let us gather ~ ~ The congregation is governed by its membership. We relish the democracy, but overall attendance at these meetings is pickles. Many members are absent. Please mark your calendars and plan on attending our annual meeting on May21st. We have critical votes on several matters. Let us consider ~ ~ It was a beautiful evening in May in LaSalle, Illinois, when I was ordained to the UU ministry twenty-five years ago. I plan to share reflections on what the years have meant and what ministry means at our services on May 21st.
Post date: 04/01/2006 - 10:00am
Why, it was wonderful. Why, all at once there were leaves. Leaves at the end of a dry stick, small alive . . . think of it . . . oak trees oozing new green at the tips . . . and flowers squeezed out of clay, soft flowers, limp stalks flowering. Well, it was like a dream, it happened so quickly, all of a sudden it happened. (Archibald MacLeisch)
Post date: 03/01/2006 - 10:00am
Please take the TPPI. The Ten Point Personal Inventory. Give yourself up to 10 points for every statement below to which you can respond positively. For any wishy-washy response, give yourself 5 points or fewer. TPPI perfect score = 100. If asked, I would seriously consider a leadership position in our church. The average Episcopalian (according to The Episcopal Diocese of MA) is said to invite an acquaintance to church once every 27 years. I can do better than that. I’ll invite and bring someone to church this month.
Post date: 02/01/2006 - 10:00am
The art of hospitality –a topic I am addressing early in the month of February-- is very much on my mind. We have become a more visible religious community among the many communities in our region. True hospitality and openness require maturity.
Post date: 01/01/2006 - 10:00am
* "Ah, friends, dear friends, as years go by and heads get gray, how fast the guests do go. Touch hands, touch hands . . . the false forget, the foe forgive, for every guest will go and every fire burn low . . . Forget, forgive, for who can say if this fine day may ever come to host or guest again. Touch hands." (anonymous)