There's a woman in my church and to say she is involved is to do her a disservice. We've been acquaintances for years -- we've both been involved in media and marketing, we have some mutual friends, etc. Our paths have crossed often.
She's on church committees. She might be handing out the bulletin one week and passing the collection plate the next. (I have never done these things.)
When she began showing up in church a few years ago, I was mildly shocked. She was dating a man who attended our church and whose family has been there a lot longer than my family. I said to my mother, "I thought she was Jewish."
She is. But she has embraced this little church. She works for it. In some ways, she married into it. Lots of couples who have different religions go their separate ways. Instead, she chose to be inclusive and included.
The reporter in me is curious. Does it feel funny when we take communion? Do you feel embraced? (I hope she does.) Do you go to Temple and pray for guidance or do you pray for forgiveness for having a foot in both camps?
I have no preconceived notions. I have a lot of admiration.
Showing posts with label United Methodist. Show all posts
Showing posts with label United Methodist. Show all posts
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)