Ecclesiastes 3 is a beautiful piece of scripture poetry. Several passages in this book seem to suggest it was written by King Solomon. At an elderly age and with his life largely behind him the author looks at life from birth to death and beyond.
Ecclesiastes 3:1 says “There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens” and then it goes on to list examples.
What season do you find yourself in? There is the season related to age and each of us can identify something about our age that tells us what season it is. I hate to say it but I am in the season of the elderly. Most times I do not feel my age and often do not act it but that is where I find myself.
We are currently in the season of fall. The leaves have or are changing from the green that brings us shade to the brilliant colors that take our breath away. Those leaves will soon be on the ground. And indeed there is a time for everything.
Change is inevitable! Here at the Mora church we are continuing to change. September 30 marks the end of a season and October 1 marks the beginning of another. After many years of loyal custodial service to Mora UMC Janell Anderson is stepping down. Janell has for years assured the building is clean, the walks are shoveled and so much more. Thank you, Janell, for the hours and hours of the time and dedication that you have devoted to our church. I know you are not going anywhere but for me it will feel like it for a while.
In this season of change we are welcoming Don Ripperton into the role of custodian starting October 1. Don has been active in the church all his life with the last many years in Mora. We welcome Don to the church staff and are looking forward to regularly seeing him around the building.
During this season of change in our communities, in our country and in our world meet what comes your way as a child of God. Remember the saying WWJD – what would Jesus do (and say).
A woman who lived next door to a preacher was puzzled by her personality change. At home she was shy, quiet and retiring, but in the church, she was a real fire orator, rousing the masses in the name of God. It was as if she were two different people.
One day she was asked her about the dramatic transformation that came over her when she preached.
“Ah,” she said, “That’s my altar ego.”
Blessings to each of you,