Pentecost Sunday service at my church today was quite marvellous! The kids did most of the service and it was an absolute hoot!! As the pastor said when he got up to preach the sermon, "Animals and kids....the preacher can't compete!" How very true.
The prelude music was provided by our senior pastor's very musically accomplished 12 year old daughter. It was lovely and she was thrilled that the congregation broke the unspoken rule and actually applauded her excellent efforts. Then the Sunday School kids processed down both aisles carrying the Bible, candle and snuffer and all waving long poles with red, orange and yellow streamers on the ends. Oh how those kids, particularly the wee ones, enjoyed waving those streamers! So much did one teensy 18 month old girl enjoy it that when the children's pastor tried to have her put it down so that the next part of the service could start, she whacked said pastor in the face and announced her intention to retain it with a loud and emphatic "NO!!" Unfortunately for her the pastor was not fazed by the whacking, removed the pole from wee one's hands and convinced her quite quickly to take her next assigned spot with the other children so they could share the presentation of the Call To Worship...complete with giggles, lisps, shyness and some crystal clear readings.
Many of the kids were wearing some article of clothing that was red in honour of the Pentecost celebration, but one preteen stood out. He is a sweet kid with a speech impediment who manfully delivered a reading he had obviously worked hard to prepare. His hair stuck out in all directions, his glasses were crooked on his face and falling down his nose and his bright orange tee shirt had Los Angeles County Jail printed on the front. hahahaha He is also autistic and wow, he really overcame a lot of fear and shyness to make his excellent presentation. So proud of him!
A most articulate three year old boy was included in saying some of the Prayers of the People. Each of the children, the youngest in the Sunday School, were asked to pray and thank Jesus for something. Accute Audience Awareness kicked in for some of them and suddenly they had nothing to say, but the children's pastor gave each of them several chances. We had thank yous to Jesus for homework completed, for bicycles, for Mommy, for sunshine and of course there were a few who never could get beyond, "Ummm.....". hahaha Then they were asked to pray for something they wanted Jesus to do for them and the articulate three year old paused, thought, and waited for a minute without saying anything, so when the pastor asked him again what he wanted to pray for, he indignantly told her, "I'm THINKING about it!!!" hahahahahaha One girl who is about ten wanted to ask Jesus that love would spread around the world. How sweet. She was so very sincere in her request. The choir came downstairs out of the choir loft and joined the kids in a joyful song about the Holy Spirit, with the congregation joining in part way through. That was so much fun for everybody. Then it was time for the sermon and instead of the kids heading downstairs for Sunday School, they were given papers to draw on, pencils and crayons and as a group they sat on the carpeted floor on one side of the sanctuary. There were about 20 of the smaller kids and then a couple of the older kids and associate pastor sat with them. That large group of children, tucked into a fairly tiny space for the rest of the service, did not let a peep escape them as they worked diligently on their drawing projects. The little fellow with the bright orange prison tee shirt stopped working part way through and sat listening to the rest of the sermon, completely entranced, engaged by what the pastor was saying. The service ended with one of the older teens doing the postlude: Mozart's Sonata in C Major. My, he did a beautiful job of it. He is an excellent pianist, very relaxed, a great performer.
The first batch of my music was delivered today to the family of the Mozart pianist. They are all musical and will enjoy a little trip through the decades from the 1960's to the present time as they go through my old church music books. hahaha I think they will all have fun with it.
Person #1 is apparently not interested in my piano after all, so this afternoon Person #2 will be approached by one of the pastoral staff about taking it for his daughter's piano lessons. I do hope he will agree to take it. It is a real piano, proper keyboard, even though it is electric. Praying it will work out for him as I don't really want to just drop it at a thrift store. I really want to get it out of here so I am not tempted to become emotionally upset about losing it, but also because I want to rearrange the furniture properly and purchase a small loveseat I have my eye on and a new floor lamp to fill that space the piano was in. We are in desperate need of more seating, especially when both our fellowship groups are here.
Well, we have also been the recipients of great mercy in the past 15 hours or so! Our city received quite a bit of flooding after a huge thunder storm last evening and another one overnight. Rain deluging everywhere and everything, hail, wind....there was an actual tornado that touched down not too far from the city...minimal damage it seems. I watched a video last last evening taken of an intersection only a few blocks from our place: there was water so deep that only the 3/4 ton trucks were able to drive through it without sparking out their motors!
After church today we tried to stop at our nearby pharmacy/convenience store and a big sign on the door announced it is closed due to flooding and so was the adjoining building that houses a medical clinic...there will be no clinic today. They are flooded right out! So, to get what we needed to purchase we had to go to a different grocery store only three blocks from our home. It was open and busy, but as we were standing in line a fellow came up to the cashier and said he was there with his crew to assess the water damage in the basement and try to suck all the water out. Wow...another flooded store!
And the mercy for us is this: our basement, by rights and by history, should be absolutely filled with water! Instead, there is a quarter of a pail full in the one corner that leaks if a mouse spits on the ground. The siphon system my husband created was working perfectly to keep it off the floor. There is NO WATER anywhere else down there and believe me, we looked. We looked before bed, we looked in the middle of the night, we looked when we woke up this morning and we looked again after being out this morning....everything is dry! THANK YOU JESUS! I don't know why we were spared when so many others were not, but we are grateful, grateful, grateful!!!
Received a happy email from our son today. He is out at the summer house on Long Island enjoying the ocean and beach, working on his computer and getting a bit of a relaxing weekend for a change. He had much good news to share: a gallery owner he knows is going to ship some of his paintings to a well known Miami art fair at the end of this year and next year is offering my son his first solo exhibition at his now quite well known gallery. It is just what my son and the Department of Homeland Securities need to have happen to help ensure a visa renewal a couple of years from now. Again, THANK YOU JESUS! We are almost as excited and grateful as our son is.
My husband is able to work at his friend's house this afternoon. All the boards he needs to paint for that outdoor project were moved into his friend's garage yesterday so they stayed dry during the storm. YAY!
So much cuteness today...so many mercies...wow!!