Monday Morning Reflection

I took out for his morning piddle and was surprised to see a fresh coating about an inch on the ground.  I thought we were going to be missed. The roads are just wet it seems so hopefully it won't mean a sucky commute. Have I mentioned once or twice I am so tired of winter? I spent yesterday afternoon recovering, and getting light tasks done. This followed my early morning at church 6:45-12:45 coordinating the Palm Sunday breakfast. Our numbers were terribly low, official count 153, but I think a few ate but didn't put a ticket in the basket, our tool to count how many we served. It is free will, and the menu was pretty yummy, eggs, pancakes, french toast, sausage, juice, coffee, and milk. Next year though will be my last year doing the coordination. I'm starting to recruit a successor as I don't want to be tied down to Palm Sunday when DD2 is in college as I can't be sure when her spring break will be. We may still use that week for our own vacation time.

This was almost as low as the year spring break fell the week between Palm Sunday and Easter. I'm not sure what is going on. I guess the Wednesday night suppers have been packed during lent. Maybe folks are socially spent and either just want to go home or go out for a full brunch. We need to rethink because it is supposed to be a fundraiser for the kids. It's way to many man hours as other than quantities (and we have to over estimate), the work is the same for 150 or 250. Perhaps it is not serving the same function as past years since there are so many other fellowship opportunities during Lenten season, and more people want their weekends free or at least commitment reduced. Wednesday church school outnumbers traditional Sunday School for that same reason. Kind of ironic that our church school numbers between Wednesday and Sunday have stayed consistent, but adult attendance has dwindled. Grandparents enrolling and taking their grandchildren perhaps and parent disengaged? 

Last weekend, I went with a friend to a non-denominational service because her daughter was singing lead. I was curious as well as the church is just a few blocks from us. It is a new branch of a big church a couple towns away, a true Twin Cities suburb. The music, all contemporary with a loud guitar and drums, was pretty much the whole service. It felt like a Christian rock concert and didn't leave me inspired, but for others, I can see it meeting their needs. I went to support my friend and her daughter, but it confirmed for me, traditional worship, but with contemporary additions like our  house band that plays a mix of traditional hymns and contemporary, but with keyboard, guitars, and drums, is my style. I also do like the good old fashion choir, particularly during Christmas and Easter season. How or what or not at all church is part of someone else's life- this is not meant to put an opinion on such. These are purely my reflections for myself.