The First Sunday

Today was my first Sunday, and it was a wonderful day. The bell choir and choir were both in worship today. I met a lot of people, and am beginning to remember some names. There was a meal after the service, and the food was delicious. They presented me with a book that has pictures of the families with personal notes of welcome.

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There was a man I suspect is mentally ill who passed me a note as he shook my hand after worship. He needed to talk to me ASAP. I spoke to him briefly. He's coming in Tuesday afternoon to share his whole story, but I suspect he's schizophrenic. He told me he was responsible for the natural gas explosion in California several weeks ago, and it was also tied up with his former denomination. I'm sure it will be an interesting conversation. He told me he wants to join, and I need to pray hard that this denomination doesn't fall victim to the same conspiracy.

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Once again I enjoyed putting together the PowerPoint. I didn't get it done as early as I'd like, but was satisfied with the end result. I'm already doing some mental work on next Sunday, and look forward to digging into the research tomorrow. The movie that was scheduled for tonight has been postponed, so Daughter and I are relaxing today. I took a nap on the futon in the family room, with Daughter sleeping on top of me.

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Daughter has been overwhelmed by the welcome we have been given. She doesn't feel like she deserves it. I think she is just overwhelmed by everything. She sang with the choir today, and that was good for her. I received specific good comments from the lay leader, who liked the intro I gave him for the Scripture lesson he read. I also heard from someone who had received one of my birthday notes. He was thrilled with it. One man said, "We've been waiting a long time for you." I acknowledged that it is a slow process. He said, "No, you don't understand. We've been waiting years for you." I hope they remain as enthusiastic.

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