Monthly Archives: April 2015

Better late than never — Friday Five Edition

Better late than never — Friday Five Edition

Playing Friday Five was my entree into the World of RevGals. I remember the first time I played, I felt so welcomed by everyone’s comments. That was in 2007. And even though most of my blogging is through writing prayers for the RGBP blog, I can’t imagine my life or my ministry without this community. I am so, so, so grateful.

So, since I am all weepy and happy thinking about this organization, I offer you this Random Friday Five:

1. What are you wearing right now? (a question from my first FF play.)

2. What are you having for lunch (or dinner)? (another question from my first FF play.)

3. Share an experience of community that was transformative or precious to you.

4. Describe your favorite mug or glass.

5. Give a shout out to a friend or colleague!

Thanks for playing, and let us know that you played in the comments with a link to your blog!

Like many I really began blogging around the Friday Fives – yes I blogged about other things but it was helpful always to have 5 definitive things to focus on.  Writing is not my strongest gift, however I can usually manage 5 questions or so.  Karla thanks for being a leader and I’m sad to see you leave Friday Five but know we will see you around in many other areas as you are indeed gifted.

1.  I promise this is the truth.  I realize that it’s almost 6 PM EST but I’ve recently just gotten out of some PJ’s to go out for a quick bite to eat.  Not realizing I would have some time to blog first.  So truthfully I’m wearing  jeans, some polka dotted socks and of course my REVGALSBLOGPALS shirt.

2.  I have no idea what I’m having for dinner because the dear husband hasnt told me where we are going.

3.  I was part of a knitting group in GA (Gerogia) that met Friday evenings at a local tea and pastry place.  It was the most eclectic group of women I have ever encountered but we got along because of our love of fiber.  We encouraged one another both in knitting and in life.  We often would eat together and if someone had a baby guess what that baby got plenty of knitted things.  There was no age limit, no rules on who you had to be – well except you needed to want to hang out with a loud bunch of knitters who laughed and cried together.  Oh, Oh, how I miss that community now.

4.  My favorite cup was made by one of the owners of the Teahouse that allowed us loud crazy knitters to invade their space every friday night.  She makes beautiful and colorful items and my cup has such wonderful colorful polka dots on it and is a almost an ocean blue on the inside.  Her website is:


5.    What a tough question because I could give a shout out to lots of deserving folks.   But since my blog already tells me I have over 500 words (not that it matters – but I don’t want to bore you either), I’m going to choose two Martha’s — no not a Mary and a Martha but two Martha’s.  One is our own Martha from Revgals because she has taken time to talk and more importantly listened to me.  The other is my knitting instructor and friend Martha.  Without her I’m not sure I would be able to knit half the things I do — she is one amazing teaching and a wonderful knitter herself.  She can fix any mistake and even has me knitting my first sweater – which one day I’m sure will get done.  Thanks to both of these fine ladies whom I’m glad to call friends and sisters in Christ.   Oh see I couldn’t even stop with the Martha’s — just one more I promise – a dear friend from my NJ days.  Her husband was the police chief in town and at the time the chief for the volunteer Fire Department where I was chaplain.  Diane and I almost instantly got along.  She deserves much praise for listening to my frustrating first call stories (she wasnt a member) and was there when I had a breast cancer scare.  I’m super excited because we are meeting up monday – half way and having a two night girls get away.   I’ve always been blessed with good friends to surround me.

A Joy to be Served


I come with joy to meet my Lord, forgiven loved and free, in awe and wonder to recall hid life laid down for me, his life laid down for me!

Today as we gathered together for our Moravian Ministry Association meeting we celebrated Holy Communion as those who serve our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.  Something was different from this communion than most others that I participate in — I was served rather than having to serve.  Don’t get me wrong I love to serve and serving communion one of two sacrements in the Moravian Church it’s a scared and holy expereience to look into someone’s eyes as I had them the body of Christ or the blood of Christ broken and shed for us all.

However, as a Christian myself it is a joy to be served at times also.  To not have to focus on the details but to simply be.  Today we were served by 2 bishops of the Moravian Church – for those that don’t know bishops for the most part, their primary function, is to be a pastor to the pastors.  So I got served by two of my pastors and it did bring me great joy, allowing me renewed energy for the remainder of the week and to be reminded, I too and forgiven, loved and free. 

Thanks be God!