09/12/2026
Yesterday was 9/11.
Twenty-five years have passed.
Tributes were made and memories re-visited. The focus on those who passed and those who survived.
The question of "Where were you when you heard?" circled around the nation.
Defining moments.
Hearing from a teacher, "Karen, something has happened. I don't think it was an accident...." Word in the school spread quickly. As it did around the country.
School pictures had to continue. TVs in classrooms went on and the was a quiet. The adults in the room were old enough or knew someone that was old enough to remember other times in history. There were tears and there were conversations.
Why am I bringing this up on the weekly message?
Because, it matters.
We all face things together and we all face things individually without letting others know.
As a church, we need to make sure our doors are open. As a people, we need to make sure our hearts are open.
We need to make sure others know they are loved. With the past that brings them to the door and through to a seat in our rooms.
Tomorrow, we will have service at 11:00.
Doors will open before 10.
All are welcome.
When I write that, I mean YOU are welcomed.
YOU are loved and accepted and wanted.
Just as you are.