Monday, September 11, 2006

My first post....

So, here I begin, at least this aspect of seeking authentic voice. Today my 9th grade son and three of his friends came home for lunch, all were discussing the fact that today is Sept. 11. I asked them if they remember this day 5 years ago - wow, they say, we were in 4th grade. That's how they remember it, by their grade. I remember it; we had just lived here a month, I was a new rector at the parish I serve, my first official position in charge. What to do? How to care for frightened people, children, self? We held a spontaneous prayer service that night. We called everyone in the parish, left messages, invited everyone to come and pray. We gathered as community. We cried. We offered hope and faith in the God who loves us. We mourned for innocence and for the loss of innocent lives.

2 comments:

Songbird said...

Hi, mompriest! Welcome to RevGalBlogPals. I hope you'll visit the group blog and surf around to meet some of your new webring sisters and brothers.
There should be a way to get the ring code and your favorites into the sidebar so they don't melt into the foot of your page. Send me an e-mail if you'd like advice and counsel (or ask a teenager!). revsongbird@gmail.com

RevKerryK said...

Hi! I am also the mom of two teens and a Disciple's minister. Looking forward to reading more!

I will with God's help....uncomplicating the complicated

I was baptized when I was nine years old. I have vivid memories of the baptism itself, of being terrified, as I was fully immersed three ti...