I have been asked to blog by some of you (you know who you are) and I have been putting it off. Why? - because it feels risky - sharing myself and my stories like this. Because it feels like another thing to add to my to do list and I don't need more on that list, because I am a lousy editor. Blogging feels monumental- like beginning to build your own house or start out on a journey. Am I ready for this? NO.
But here it goes because I realize most of these stories are not mine - they belong to God and to Ripple Fellowship. I'm not sure where the boundaries will lie between my stuff and Ripples but here is the story that pushed me over the edge into this blog.
We meet for church, Ripple, Fellowship every Sunday at 4pm in Allentown and you never know what is going to happen if you hang out there for an hour or so. I walked to church today- what a great day- the sun; warmth and flurry of leaves made it an amazing fall day. So many people were out on their porches saying hello or not. Washing cars, painting windows and I see a few people out in front of the church as I walk up the block- their waves are encouraging and I am glad to see them. I enjoy my time out on the sidewalk. "What are you doing today at Ripple they ask- something new I say- men’s and women’s groups. "A place to talk and be listened to - we are studying Jesus the Good Shepherd in John 10". "Will you have food?" someone asks? "Yes" I say "and the bread will be here soon and there is always coffee and sweets". People help get the table out front and someone puts up the Ripple signs. "When is the food pantry pastor" is a frequently asked question- “here next week is the reply"- “OK”, I hear and a few people leave. Then...
More tomorrow…
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