Day: December 8, 2004

i hate sanding. the main reason i hate it right now is because today i sanded one half of the cabinets in our kitchen to prepare them for being painted tomorrow. i have taken off tuesday through thursday of this week to do work around the house. i’ve been painting the ceilings and working on the kitchen to finish it. of course, in order to do the fun stuff like painting you have to first do the miserable stuff like sanding the things you are about to paint. the whole process would be so much more fun if i could just paint the whole thing and never do any prep work.

now i could pretend to have a spiritual reason or moral for this little rant against prep work. i could tell you that you usually need to put time into doing the hard stuff before the good things you want to happen will occur. or i could mentioned that sometimes we need a good scraping from GOD to get us really clean. or i could come up with some other statement to make the above rant seem like it had a real purpose but that would be untrue. the real reason i wrote the paragraph above is because I HATE SANDING!

for some unknown reason my church has been linked to a fair number of violent acts over the past three years. we have several church members who have suffered from or been the victims of murder recently. over the past three years one of my teen’s father (who was separated from the family) killed her two half-sisters and is now on death row in another state, then one of our church members and the mom of one of my youth was killed by a local serial killer, and then tonight the body of a teen church member was found murdered after being missing for three months. the teen and his family are church members though he was never involved within the youth ministry. my pastor and i went out to the church members’ house tonight just to let them know that we care and will be there for them.

being at the home of parents who just found out that child was murdered is an experience that nobody really tells you about at seminary. i never had a professor at southwestern seminary tell me how to handle circumstances like this. not knowing what else to do my pastor and i just went to the house and stayed for a little while. we really didn’t have any great words to say but there aren’t really any words that would make this situation better. when we got there we found out that members form the church had already been making contact with the family and letting them know of our care and concern – it’s nice to see the church work the way it is supposed to.

i hate that our members have to suffer through this things. yet, i love that our church is responding as the church is supposed to.