WHERE I WENT AND WHY:
In years past I have attended the University area community Thanksgiving service that includes 3-5 churches (depending on the year) within a few blocks of Advent Lutheran. This year I went to the citywide community Thanksgiving service sponsored by MeckMin at Providence Baptist church. Providence Baptist was another progressive Baptist church I wanted to visit, plus eldercare prevented me from attending a service on Sunday.
WHAT TO KNOW IF YOU WANT TO GO:
Parking was intense, causing me to miss the opening hymn! (OK, the parking didn't cause it, my tardiness and not allowing enough time for traffic caused me to be late!) It may not be that way on a regular Sunday, but some of their lots require a healthy walk. There was an overflow crowd and I had to stand in the back (which probably wasn't a bad thing, I could see better than if I were sitting).
This picture was taken last night and posted on Providence Baptist's facebook page. I was standing beside the woman when she took it. |
REFLECTIONS ON WORSHIP
MOOD:
UNITY is the only word to describe the mood Tuesday night. It was wonderful to see folks of all faiths - Christian, white and African American, Hindu, Baha'i, Jewish, and Religious Science giving their traditions calls to worship.
Participating worship leaders |
MUSIC:
I really hate I missed the processional, We Gather Together. The interfaith choir was wonderful and there was a full orchestra and pipe organ. The children's choir directed by Caldwell Presbyterian's Anne Hunter Eidson and assisted by Allyson Neeriemer from Park Road Baptist did an amazing anthem, Thanks Be to God with We Shall Overcome as a counterpoint. I'm sure there was limited rehearsal time with the children and adult choirs, but they were great! A cantor from Temple Beth El, Mary Rebecca Thomas, did a recurring Congregational Refrain, Let It Begin with Me with a contemporary bent that was infectious. Her offertory, Lift Up Your Voice, was also terrific and used the orchestra, piano, and organ. Tears came to my eyes during the congregational hymn, Let There Be Peace on Earth.
MESSAGE:
Joe Marusak wrote a piece for the Observer that summarizes the message well.
I would just add that I felt honored to hear Rose Hamid's Prayer for Peace. I highly respect her writing in the Observer. She encouraged us to stand for justice when we see prejudice. I was especially moved when James Ford, the Teacher of the Year last year acknowledged how life changed forever (and not for the good) for our Native American brothers and sisters when they welcomed strangers who were seeking peace and religious freedom. He said we must work not for the absence of strife but for the positive work of justice for the marginalized among us. Max Lewin, a student at the Northwest School of the Arts called for us to work to end hunger and promote sustainability. He definitely represented the hope for the future that Dr. Dennis Foust spoke of in his children's sermon. He gave the children 5 kernels of corn to represent God, commitment, worship, thanksgiving and hope for the future. Then a cornucopia of corn kernels were passed around to the congregation.
I was also moved by the 3rd responsive reading for peace:
OBSERVATIONS AND OUTREACH
- A few months ago I was in the parking lot picking up my granddaughter from preschool at Christ Lutheran on Providence Road and an older couple drove in obviously in a hurry. They were supposed to be at a funeral at Providence Baptist and asked me directions. It was only then that I found it humorous that Providence Baptist is NOT on Providence Road but on Randolph.
- During the reception afterwards tables were staffed from SHARE Charlotte and United Way.
- I remember when my perspective on Thanksgiving (especially the plays children put on in preschools!) changed forever when a Native American preschool teacher came to me in tears thanking me for my session on cultural sensitivity. She explained to me that in her culture Thanksgiving is also viewed as a day of sorrow.
- The Christmon tree was already decorated in the narthex and was exquisite. I forgot to take a picture
No funny this week. I am beginning to grieve for my dad who is entering a Hospice Center today and is beginning to shut down. I am thankful for the gifts of humor and storytelling he gave me along with his examples of faith, marriage, hard work, and how to treat all folks with fairness. This picture was taken during Providence Lutheran's 150th Anniversary on week 12 of this blog, just 5 weeks ago. God gave him 92 extraordinary years. Just yesterday he regaled us with a tale of producing the Sophisticated Pigs, a country music band, at one of Columbia's first radio stations!