The past couple of months have been busy for pastoral care. There have been a few instances in particular that caused me to pause and realize that we as a congregation sometimes have no idea what our fellow congregants might be managing, battling, or reconciling. Imagine sitting in service on Sunday and looking to your left and to your right. What are these dear people holding that we may never know about.
That is, unless we ask, offer a loving supportive touch, and take interest. We are a family with family dynamics and typical family struggles. But our struggles are sometimes hidden, unknown, and held silently from one another. It's what we do as humans.
We believe we can handle everything on our own. Our pride and ego stand in the way. Shame and the thought of being a burden creep in.
What do we expect from one another? I mean our congregational relationships should be deep, connected, without judgement and holy honesty. That is the kind of place we are. A place where you can put your burdens down, rest, exhale and feel and embrace.
During this month of love I encourage you to look left and right and ask yourself, "What is the most loving thing I could do?" It is within this congregational culture that we thrive and become a beloved community -- the important stuff. As one person we may not change the world but we can change the world of one.