When my grandmother rode the bus from St. Matthews to the west end to walk my sister and me to the local church and enroll us in Sunday School? Or when I was in the youth group with my future husband, and being taught in Sunday School by my future mother-in-law?
But, I’ll fast forward a few years. Church has always been a part of both Richard’s and my life—growing up and then throughout our marriage.
Early in our married life, Richard was ordained. The routine was that with the laying on of hands, only ordained ministers and deacons could participate and of course lots of ‘men’ lined the aisles to participate while the ‘ladies’ were encouraged to sit quietly and pray. That was a challenge for me even then, and I remember thinking ‘If God ever calls me to be a deacon, I hope I’m in a church that allows it’.
At one point I began to feel that call, but it would be some years before we found Highland, a church that would embrace it.
We’ve been members here for 28 years and I’ve been blessed to serve as a deacon at least 3 times, maybe 4. My first time was during Jim England’s first time as our Interim Pastor. At that time, the Deacons were transitioning from being the old time “Board of Decision Makers” to one of “Care-Giving” and being an extension of the ministry staff. One of the biggest blessings for me has been being a part of the pastoral care group within the deacon body. I think caring for one another is one of the most important things we can do as part of a church family and whether it be a note, a phone call, or a visit, there are always lots of opportunities and needs among our congregation.
I’ve been blessed in many ways throughout my years at Highland and like all of you, I see this coming year as a time for prayer, discernment and coming together to seek the direction God has in store for us.
I am grateful and look forward to being a part of the process as a deacon. I thank you for the opportunity.