A DAY GIVEN TO DEATH

I am in the midst of a day of death. I awoke this morning and headed to church early to set up tables in our fellowship hall for a funeral reception we are having this evening. After finishing up at church I was just sitting down to put the finishing touches on my funeral sermon when I got a call from another parishioner. His wife had just passed into glory.

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I experienced several moments of feeling overwhelmed. Then the still small voice of God spoke into my heart.

DEATH IS NOT THE END. IT IS A BEGINNING.

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I knew this as truth. I just needed the reminder in the moment of stress. I am thankful for a God who is able to speak to me when I need speaking to.

Bolstered by the knowledge of new beginnings I went to the family, prayed with them, hugged them and did the work for which God has appointed me. Now as I sit awaiting tonight’s funeral that knowledge still holds me and will hold me through. Such knowledge can hold us all through as we face life’s greatest challenges. There is a God who loves us. He is passionate about mankind. He brings help wherever He is invited, wherever He is welcomed. In the presence of God even death becomes a doorway through which we can walk into greater blessing.

WHERE IN YOUR LIFE DO YOU NEED TO WELCOME GOD AT THIS MOMENT?

UNDER MY FEET

Today’s quote from The Wisdom of Alpacas is from James Oppenheim, “THE FOOLISH MAN SEEKS HAPPINESS IN THE DISTANCE, THE WISE GROWS IT UNDER HIS FEET.”

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One of my personal core values is contentment. For me contentment is about learning to both accept what is and to transform even that which is not good into something useful and blessed. As a Christian I believe even the most difficult things can be redeemed. That doesn’t mean I think that everything can be fixed. Lord knows I have experienced things in my own life which could not be fixed no matter how much I wished they could be.

For me accepting the brokenness of things is the first step in contentment. The second is figuring out whether the thing can be or maybe even should be fixed.

I THINK THAT SOME THINGS SHOULDN’T BE FIXED. WHAT DO YOU THINK?

The third step in contentment is discovering what good can come from the broken things of life when they are mixed with the whole things of life.

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I think of contentment like baking a cake. It is taking all of life’s ingredients and making something good out of them. It is not as some people think giving up or settling for the status quo.

Paul the apostle said “godliness with contentment is great gain.” I think that is the biblical idea behind Oppenheim’s comment. I can choose to keep looking into the distance for some bit of happiness forever out of my reach or I can make my own life the source of my happiness. Contentment is one of the ways I make my own life my main source of joy.

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT OPPENHEIM’S COMMENT?

WHAT WOULD YOU ADD TO A CONVERSATION ON CONTENTMENT?

THOSE OPEN DOORS

Rose Lane said, “HAPPINESS IS SOMETHING THAT COMES INTO OUR LIVES THROUGH DOORS WE DON’T EVEN REMEMBER LEAVING OPEN.”

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THIS QUOTE MALES ME THINK ABOUT LIFE’S SURPRISE MOMENTS.

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Surprises….I have to admit I usually think of them as a crap shoot. You never know what you’re going to get when a surprise comes along. Usually I view surprises as holding potential problems. I am trying to change the way I think in that regard.

I am trying to ask….

WHAT’S THE POTENTIAL HERE?

WHAT IS GOD DOING IN THIS SURPRISE?

HOW DOES THIS SURPRISE ADVANCE GOD’S PURPOSE?

Maybe some day Rose Lane’s thoughts will be my first thoughts. In the meantime I am trying to recognize open doors before they surprise me with what comes through them.

HOW DO YOU DEAL WITH SURPRISES.

So Much Fun

We just marched through the second weekend of Advent, The weekend of Peace. It was so much fun. Last week our church was honored to host our local high school for three days while the school was repaired from a malfunction with one of its hot water heaters.

This weekend we had a team come in to clean up and get ready for church on Sunday. But the church staff and school staff did such a great job of putting the church back together that the congregation was able to do a few extra jobs which have been waiting in the wings.

I had thought we would have the students with us for two weeks, so I rented this huge dumpster which the school hardly used. We used it instead to get rid of a shed full of rotten lumber we have been sitting on for a looooong time. Meanwhile a group of ladies went through out kitchen and indoor storage rooms to get rid of old and broken kitchen and ministry items.

I love cleaning out!

Another group of congregants worked in the sanctuary reattaching the chairs which had been disconnected and because it is the fourth season of the church year they also vacuumed. You know the four seasons of the church year don’t you? Spring, Summer, Fall and Glitter.

Vacuuming is not really effective against glitter but at least it gets up the sand and the salt that people carry in from the parking lot.

After the clean out Amanda and I headed over to our sister church, Bread of Life, which was hosting the Special Touch Ministry Christmas party.

It was ten years ago that Amanda and I joined twelve other people led by Mike and Kim Ferguson to start the first New England Chapter of Special Touch Ministry to the Disabled.

It is amazing to see what God has done over this last decade through this ministry!

It was even more amazing to see Mike playing King Herod for the Christmas story wearing a tiara.

While we were partying, Kristine was hard at work at home reorganizing the Vicarage kitchen.

Amanda, Melanie, Daniella and Abigail, finished off the night by attending Cornerstone’s leadership Christmas party.

It was a busy day filled with true peace.

WHAT DID YOU DO LAST WEEKEND?

“I Am No Bird…”

I am no bird and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will.” Charlotte Bronte.

Last week I stopped by the local library to see what they had on offer at their used book sale.

I found several books, one of them was THE WISDOM OF ALPACAS. It’s a book of quotes about individuality. I thought the daily quotes would be useful as writing prompts for my blog here at “Notes”.

So here I sit at my dining room table on a cloudy Thursday afternoon, as the Vicarage naps (well at least Sevy and Mom are napping). I have my cup of afternoon Ginger and Yuja tea. I am sitting down to write from this first quote from the book.

Honestly sometimes I feel more like a caged bird than I do a human being with free will. My bars are not made of metal or plastic. My bars made of the flow of life and of the mindset that life is a rushing river that I can do little about.

Lately my prayers have been refocusing me around my own personal responsibility. Life may be a rushing river, but that doesn’t mean there is nothing I can do about the rushing. There are things I can choose to do each day to make my dreams come true in the midst of the rushing.

I can plan for the rushing.

I can say “no” to the rushing especially when it is someone else’s rush.

I can break my dreams down into bite sized pieces and plan to work on them a little everyday.

I find that working my plan around the prayer cycle makes the work easier somehow. I also find that if I do not make prayer the center and springboard of my plan then the plan falls apart. For me I would say prayer is the key to exercising free will in a healthy productive way so I don’t revert to my caged bird form.

WHAT IN YOUR LIFE HELPS YOU TO EXERCISE YOUR FREE WILL?

WHAT WILL IT BE LIKE PT. 2

I started this series last week as we were looking forward to Thanksgiving. I love Thanksgiving! I would go so far as to say it is my favorite holiday.

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I love everything about this holiday. I love the meal prep. I love the gathering of family. I love the parade, and I love the low key nature of the day. So often I feel like I have to work hard to keep myself in the rhythm of slow, constant, intentionality, my chosen rhythm. Normal life seems to work against it, but at Thanksgiving the world slows down and living slowly, constantly and intentionally becomes easy.

It was such a good day. We all gathered at the table. We prayed. We ate. Then we napped. Then everyone went home with leftovers. It was awesome. I did not however spend time pushing myself to write, and I think that was correct. Even our healthiest rhythms must be rested from at some point.

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That is the next thing I will say about how I want life to be different three years from now. THREE YEARS FROM NOW I WANT TO BE LIVING THIS LIFE RHYTHM WITH MORE PLANNED VARIATION AND WITH FAR LESS GUILT WHEN I DO VARY THE RHYTHM

One of the things I am thinking of is the idea of building seasons of rest from my chosen life rhythm into my weekly and yearly calendar. Consistency is one thing. Monotony is another.

I am coming to understand Sabbath in a new way. SABBATH IS NOT JUST ABOUT REST. IT IS ALSO ABOUT A DEPARTURE FROM THE RHYTHM OF THE REST OF THE WEEK.

Holiday is also about a departure or maybe a differentiation from the normal rhythm of life. I have realized that giving myself a break sometimes makes me feel guilty. When I change the things I do on a day, when I don’t accomplish everything on my daily list I face the temptation of feeling like I have failed somehow. I am going to change that.

DO YOU EVER FEEL GUILTY ABOUT HOLIDAYS AND WHAT YOU ARE NOT DOING IN THEM?

WHAT WILL IT BE LIKE? PT. 1

I started writing this post on Saturday morning before leadership training. I only had about 10 minutes which proved to be not enough time to get even the beginning of my thoughts down. I think this is going to require even more brain space than I have time to give it now, but I think I can at least start here and carry on later.

The daily writing prompt from WordPress this week is, WHAT WILL YOUR LIFE BE LIKE THREE YEARS FROM NOW?

So Thanksgiving 2026.

I will probably be eating turkey dinner which I might or might not cook myself. I certainly hope it is well brined. I do love a brined turkey! My turkey for 2023 is brining even now as I write.

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I will have just celebrated my 59th birthday the day before. Usually birthdays around here are pretty low key and it will be one year before the big 6-0 so….I imagine I will probably have cake or pie or something with my kids

I THINK I WILL STILL BE IN MINISTRY AT CORNERSTONE CHURCH. At this point I have dedicated 27 years of my ministry life to the church. I cannot see it changing this far into the game. It is hard to think that the majority of my professional work as a pastor has been in this one church. All of my professional work as a minister has been in my hometown of Winchendon MA. It amazes me to think I have been working as a pastor for 32 years!

Within three years I hope to have lost the 80 pounds I am working on. If that is so then I will definitely celebrate with a piece of cake and a good Thanksgiving meal. Of course it will probably be done in a more healthy context than my current eating is done in.

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At least I wish it so….

WHAT ARE SOME OF YOUR WISHES?

IT MAKES ME SMILE

This post is written in response to Trent’s WEEKLY SMILE CHALLENGE.

What exactly is making me smile today at The Vicarage?

Breakfast with my Mom this morning made me smile. The conversation is repetitive and predictable. Today we talked about my Aunt Libby’s family as Mom tried hard to remember who each of her nieces and nephews were and what they are doing these days. But that we can still have conversation and that it makes sense makes me smile. Everyday I have with the lady who brought me up is a treasure.

Hearing the noise of the house waking up always makes me smile. Sevy is upstairs doing his morning “Chica Chica” (Korean for toothbrushing). My daughter-in-law is puttering around upstairs the sounds of breaking out clothing for the day and bed making is over my head. My daughter was up for her morning cup of coffee. It’s her day off and here at The Vicarage we take Sabbath rest very seriously because of how hard we work the rest of the week.

I love having a house full. Living with four generations here at The Vicarage is one of my greatest joys!

What is making you smile today?

THE SLOW RETURN OF THINGS I HAVE MISSED

When I became the lead pastor of Cornerstone Winchendon back in April of 2021 my life changed in many ways. The work became very different. The way I work became very different. The way I lived became different.

I said hello to a lot of things:

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Being the church’s representative in community and larger church events, Top level leadership, the ability to have a leading say in the development of church philosophy and direction, preaching every week, an increase in my prayer life, a lot more reading, a solid sabbath

I also said goodbye to many things:

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Singing daily, playing piano daily, writing daily, pleasure reading, movies, unplanned time

It was a bigger transition than I anticipated. It took more energy than I ever considered. Please don’t get me wrong, I love…love…love this life I have. It is God’s pathway for me and the greatest adventure I have ever known.

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The adventure didn’t stop me from being a little sad at the loss of daily writing and the community it had generated. It didn’t stop me from grieving when I realized I had lost my accuracy and fluidity on the keys. And yes I was sad when I lost two notes off the top of my vocal range from not vocalizing daily.

But God has been faithful and as I have worked through this transition I have been able in small ways, slow ways to go back to some of those things that I gave up when I first became the lead pastor.

I have been able to go back to worship leading once a week with The Worship Room House of Prayer right here in town. I could barely move after the first week of leading, but now five weeks in I feel pretty good after just an hour or so of rest after leading. I still can’t sing above and E with any accuracy, but you never know, I might get my groove back someday.

The writing is even coming back bit by bit. I think I have missed that most of all. I have not been able to return to daily writing yet, but little by slow I am building back the community by writing and reading at least four times a week. That is an improvement indeed.

Currently At the Vicarage

We currently have a couple of big projects going on at The Vicarage. A few weeks ago Mom’s Home Health Worker for Sundays had to give her notice for health reasons. The kids and I have been covering Sunday mornings since. We are currently working through a provider to try and find another worker for Sundays. Big project number one!

The second big project is a little bigger as far as the requirement of sweat equity. Mom is entering a part of her dementia where too much noise makes her really anxious. So we need a place besides the front room right outside her room where Sevy and the girls can play without causing Mom too much anxiety. This is especially true now that the winter is setting in. I have made the decision that the dogs and I will move temporarily to the front office upstairs. My room will become Sevy’s playroom.