Thanks to the People called “Methodist”

Today at one of my churches, the Wellston United Methodist Church, we said goodbye to one of our own.  She had been President of our United Methodist Women for more than 25 years, and occupied the same space in the pew of our sanctuary for as long as most folks could remember.

We loved her.  She was kind of a crusty saint, but she was one of ours.  So, early this morning, or perhaps even late last night, in kitchens all over this area, Methodists fixed food for the family to eat.  And this morning they brought it to the church – meat loaf, chicken, deviled eggs, potato salad, along with an infinite variety of dessert – cakes, pies, puddings.

This morning the Methodists were there early.  Because the service was at 10:00 a.m. with the meal for the family around 11 or so after they came back from the cemetery.

The funeral was lovely, and the meal even lovelier.  Because there is something that happens at a meal after a funeral.  Everyone gets a chance to catch up with one another, retell the family stories, and marvel at how old everyone has gotten.

At the meal, everyone was patient.  The family as they ate and visited with one another.  The folks who prepared the food and then were going to clean up afterward.  All took the time it needed.  Because that’s what you do when you say “Goodbye.”

And when the family left, the good folks called Methodists cleaned up the kitchen, took out the trash, went back to their jobs.  And the family went home to hopefully rest a bit.

Some of the same folks who so faithfully helped make all the magic happen today were back at the church this evening.  Almost 12 hours later.  And they practiced anthems for Sunday.  And you could see the fatigue on many of their faces.  It was an incredibly long day, but that’s what you do when you say “Goodbye.”  Especially if you’re a Methodist.

So tonight, at the end of this very long day, I am especially grateful for the people called “Methodists.”  Because each day they make a difference in the lives of the people of their community of faith.  And that influence, that love, that incredible grace, flows out to the communities in which they serve.

Thank you, kind folks, for your grace, your great love, and your untiring patience.  Jesus and John Wesley are proud of you tonight.  As am I. open_hearts_logo

~ by revpaulcalkin on March 23, 2017.

One Response to “Thanks to the People called “Methodist””

  1. I just told Elaina Monday how very much I enjoy reading everything you write. How you have such a way with words. And once again after reading this I must say: ” I do love reading your writing’s”. I love you , Paul Wayne. You are not just a ” Favored “cousin ; you are a treasured friend.

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