Thankful for RISE

With today being Thanksgiving, a number of my Facebook friends have listed who and what they are grateful for.  Well, I suppose that I should start off by saying thanks to Laura for assisting me in getting my current job several month ago, though I regret to say it will be ending shortly and I’m doing what I can to find the next.  I’m thankful for my friends, both political and non-political who helped me endure the campaign for city council and life in general.  I appreciate the members of my family who have been there for me over the years.  But today I’d especially like to thank my faith community at RISE.

This week is special to me for it marks two years since I first attended RISE.  Back then, one of my very important friends told me about the church that she was attending.  In truth, I stopped going to any church several years before this time due to a falling out with the church I grew up in.  Yes, I attended a few random churches on occasion, but nothing with any regularity.  Anyway, as this friend seemed to be in poor spirits the Sunday before Thanksgiving in 2012, I decided to make a surprise visit to RISE in the hopes of cheering her up.  I showed up wearing a button-up shirt and a tie, customary for the churches I had attended in the past, but I’d say too formal for RISE.  Ah, just one of many memories.

Anyway, as the slogan of RISE goes, “receive love, give love, repeat”. I hope that we’ve done just that.

Over these last two years, I have certainly received considerable support from the folks at RISE and hope that I have, in turn, been of value to those who need it.  We’ve done many things together: went on a mission trip to Guatemala, ran a 5k, gleaned a local garden, enjoyed some delicious mac & cheese, helped feed 31,000, and much, much, more.

I don’t really know what has happened to my now former friend, the one who told me about RISE.  I’ve not seen her on any Sunday in 2014 and only shared a handful of words these last months.  I cannot say if she has found a new church home or, like I was before finding RISE, is alone in the spiritual wilderness.  Either way, from time to time I do pray for her.

Whether it is during this winter or at some point down the road, I’m looking forward to the opportunity of sharing the story of my spiritual journey with my faith community. Should that day come, I hope you’ll sit in to share the experience.

If you are looking for a new church home in the Harrisonburg area or are spiritually searching, I hope you’ll think about joining me some Sunday at 10 AM at the Court Square Theater.

Anyway, getting back to the main point, today is a day to give thanks to everyone who has been there in the most difficult of times.

So, thank you!

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