Weeks ago we sent out a letter to all the
pastors in town inviting them to tea in the afternoon. We got all prepared, set the date, readied
the refreshment (well he did ). Prayed
for the event. And showed up. . . . and waited.
As the time to meet drew close, arrived, and passed, our moods went
from watching eagerly, to figuring out what we could do with the extra time, to a pox on all . .
. well, that’s when Dave showed
up. And we had a lovely time with 50%
more people than we had when we started.
Great statistics. However, the reality of the event was far short of the numbers that we expected. On the other hand, I think the three of us began to fall in love
with each other. That slow process that
takes years and years to accomplish started as we got to know one another
better.
That is an answer to a lot of this summer. Friendliness plans happen all over the place,
but friendliness really only happens with one person at a time. Even if there is a crowd, friendliness has to
occur one human being to another. Even if we have the greatest event in the world planned, one by one. We could
gripe about the “poor turn-out” but, in fact, is wasn’t poor at all – it was
rich in possibility and rich in the friendships that got started. I really like Dave and I really like Paul. That is a good start to anything.
So, we take a next step, maybe another person and in seven
years and six months we’ll have gotten there.
That’s not bad work.
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