Looking forward in the time of Corona continues to be a fascinating mix of excitement and confusion. The conflicting pressures of wanting to “move on” while the challenges continue to be present makes the whole thing seem like an absurdist play. I sometimes feel like we’re in Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead. We decide to move on and yet here we stay. Of course, what is most absurd is that we think we can control what we can’t.
It seems that, much like fear itself, the coronavirus pandemic is an opportunity to learn from our discomfort and dislocation. We may not want to, of course. We can always give in and pretend like everything is normal. Then our fears can be founded. OR we can look at just what is within our power – and revel in that.
I am excited that our youth are working with our neighbor churches, bringing a bit of Holypalooza into every week.
We are also participating in a joint diocesan initiative called Church Buildings For Collaborative Partnerships (CBCP), which will help us learn how to utilize and invest in our building to be a generator of ministry in our neighborhood. Our local team will be bringing insights and guidance later in the program year.
We are embarking on a small capital campaign to Preserve Our Panes, an opportunity for the congregation to help preserve our church’s stained glass windows.
And we continue to upgrade our communications technology – a project necessitated by the pandemic, but an upgrade that was also overdue.
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