To state the obvious, I'm not the primary target of Mother's Day. Nor is our annual Mother's Day service planned with a guy like me in mind. But I must admit that this year's Mother's Day weekend was especially profound.
It actually started on Saturday night when almost 100 of us enjoyed a Mother's Day meal served up by our youth. As they served us the youth sang, danced, played piano, and overall impressed the living daylights out of me. They set up the banquet for two reasons: To honor moms. And to raise money for their missions trip to New Orleans in July.
Sunday was amazing. We went "acoustic" using 4 guitars, a bass, and drums. All men!
And words can't describe the presentation Terey Summers delivered for all the moms and the women in worship on Sunday. It was probably the best thing Terey has ever done, and I've seen Terey do great stuff for over 15 years. It was a "you really missed something if you weren't in church on Sunday" kind of experience. She started out as a 4 year old girl then moved to a teenager then to a new mom then to a great-grandma, and finally ended with Terey's own personal sharing about not having had the chance to be a mom. Again, even though I wasn't the target audience, God used Terey to speak to me about his grace anyway.
I'm honored to be one of the pastors of a congregation that seeks to help people discover or rediscover just how much their creator loves and believes in them.
It was a good weekend.
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I, too, was deeply touched by this past weekend at Grace. I was so proud of our teens and their leaders as they gave us such a wonderful experience on Saturday evening. It was more than a fundraiser; it was a celebration of our youth and of our Moms and of our community.
Then, Sunday was one of those days that filled you to the brim. Terey's piece was beautiful and raw and real and so full of grace. She delighted us with laughter and brought us to tears, all the while filling us with the joy of knowing that God loves us with a Mother's kind of love.
We are blessed!
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