Showing posts with label sunday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sunday. Show all posts

Saturday, April 21, 2012

Two Sundays, Two of Jon's Churches!

While we were France, we were able to attend two of the churches Jon had attended as a child and of course where his parents worked. As I know they will want to see some of the pictures of the people we saw (because we can't remember their names!) here they are!

Massy:
 (This is the front of the church, which was Jon's dad's first church in France)

(The older couple babysat when Jon was a baby; the man on the right remembered when the Jerdans announced he was coming!)

(The church is in like a half-basement type - here's Jon with the sign)


(Jon's pastor in high school)


Montpellier:

(Very lovely people who miss the Jerdans! Jon looks very tall)

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Churching II

The other thing that's stuck with me since church this past Sunday was seeing a family file in a few rows ahead of us as the service was starting. As they got to their seats, the young girl (I'd say elementary-school-age) quickly climbed up onto the chair to be picked up by her daddy. And as she overlooked the congregation from that vantage point leaning her weight onto her father who was holding her up, with her arms wrapped around his neck, she had a huge, cute grin covering the bottom half of her face. She later did the same with her mommy. She looked so happy to be in her parents' arms.

I look forward to when Sara & I can be in the same position as those parents. What a blessing!

Saturday, June 25, 2011

Remember when we were nostalgic? Good times! -- PS

Oh yeah, and after church last Sunday, Sara quickly found a shortcut to get to Route 7, on our way to the Beltway, and it's one of those roads that manual transmissions are just begging to be driven on: curves, rolling hills, short straight stretches... I'm so glad we were driving in Amy that day! I was playing with the gear shifter the whole time.

AWESOME!

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Remember when we were nostalgic? Good times!

Our church doesn't commonly use a very wide range of traditional hymns (at least not those I know), so I particularly enjoyed this past Sunday when, I think it was for the offertory, Seek ye first was played. That's one of those church songs that I really like because I've been singing it pretty much my whole life. And I still know the French version very well, which I went ahead and sang in my head:
Cherchez d'abord
le Royaume de Dieu
et sa justice
et toutes choses
vous seront données en plus
Allelu- alleluia

Well, then we actually sang the hymn as a congregation, which was very nice. If we had done another verse, I'm pretty sure I would've switched to French. The French versions of such songs are such sweet treats to my ears, as that's what I grew up with for years and years, but I no longer get opportunities to hear them.

To top it off, this Sunday also served as a sending-off of a missionary family who has been at RPC for the past couple years. The Kawachis had previously served in Senegal, and are now going to Quebec to minister to the Canadians, with an emphasis on reaching out to the growing Muslim population. Well, since Satoshi Kawachi is an ordained pastor, he was invited to give the benediction, so he blessed us with:
Que l'Eternel veille sur vous et vous accorde la paix! Que l'Eternel vous bénisse et vous protège! Que l'Eternel vous regarde avec bonté! Et qu'il vous fasse grâce!
(Numbers 6:24-26) It was beautiful! I normally take benedictions and exhortations rather seriously, but when Sara looked up toward my face, she could see a pretty big smile stretched across it.

Saturday, June 18, 2011

Members

In the morning, we will be welcomed as new members of Reston Presbyterian Church, where we've been enjoying great spiritual nourishment for the past 7-8 months.

Sunday, June 5, 2011

Noteworthy Sunday

This morning is a Sunday worth blogging about. Let me give you a back story:

One of our church's goals this year is to have a testimony each month from a member of the congregation. It could be a conversion testimony, but also "here's how God has been acting in my life" testimony. About 3 Sundays ago, a woman spoke about how God had helped her through jury duty on a very hard trial. Already very scared of public speaking, she spoke in detail about the trial she had served on - perhaps out of nervousness, perhaps out of a need to share every detail. But one thing was for sure: the details about the case were troubling in their detail. Several parents walked out of the service with their kids. It was very clear that the pastoral staff had not spoken with her in advance about what was appropriate to say in a testimony - and what was not. The head paster spoke briefly about it at the end of the service before the benediction, stating the basic premise behind the purpose and intention of testimonies and other words (which I can't remember), and we haven't heard about it since. I had nearly forgotten about it.

This Sunday the associate pastor, who I believe is also responsible for scheduling the testimonies, was speaking about evangelism. Using the illustration about Simon the Magician from Luke, he pointed out how evangelism is both about telling people the Gospel for the first time and coming along side those who are new to the faith and walking with them. And then he did something I don't think any of us were expecting:

He apologized to the whole congregation.
For something 3 weeks ago, which he could have easily swept under the rug.

He apologized for not coming along side the woman who testified, candidly admitting to not giving her the correct guidance and structure she would need for a Sunday morning testimony. He stated how the pastoral staff are putting procedures in place to provide the needed guidance for future testimonies. He also sincerely and genuinely thanked the woman for having the courage to talk about the experience and the strength to testify to God's goodness in a very hard time. And then he went on with the sermon.

Talking about this later, Jon and I were touched by his openness and vulnerability in front of the congregation. It's rare to see in men, rarer still from those in authority. And we don't think it could be better handled than it was. Certain the testimony had some very hard points to listen to and I remember thinking she clearly hadn't been coached before, actively tuning some parts of it out. However to have one of our church leaders very openly and genuinely admit to the mistake and state how they were changing course has fortified our trust in the church leadership, and their commitment to caring for the body, even if it means putting down their own egos, risking embarrassment and judgement, and doing what is right instead of what is convenient.