Rustlings (September 15, 2014)

THIS PAST…Saturday morning, I found myself running on North Main Street again. I was ending my run when I saw the infamous ‘hump in the sidewalk’ that caused my fall a few weeks ago. As I approached this seemingly minor fracture in the path, I stopped, deliberately hopped over and then resumed my run. I smiled at my childish approach to the minor obstacle. (And hoped no one saw me.) This was my first run, on Main Street, since ‘the fall.’ I am still nursing the remnant of some wounds. I will no doubt have some minor scars for years to come. I was determined to avoid the same painful stumble. But, I in no way intend to quit running on Main Street. There is too much good about along this path to go elsewhere because of an irregular sidewalk. That’s just part of running on Main Street…

THIS COMING…Sunday, I’d like for you to join me in worship. I know some of you already intend to be here. You were here last Sunday and the Sunday before and the Sunday before that. But some of you haven’t been since ‘the fall.’ Your fall may have been different from someone else’s fall. Yours may have been the pain caused by an insensitive, sharp word from a fellow member…or a needed word not spoken at all. It may have been the discomfort of a decision made by fellow members of the church. It may have been the uncomfortable angst created from a differing opinion. It may simply be life has become busy and tiring and Sunday morning seems your only moment of rest. Or it may be much deeper – something between you and God. No doubt, past struggles can cause wounds and scars – some you may carry for a while. And there is no guarantee there won’t be other bumps along the way – that’s just part of being and doing church. But I believe there’s enough good ahead to try running on the path again, and I would love to run with you. I hope you’ll join me on Sunday…

Jim