This frosty Maine morning, I was privileged to “gather at the river” with my Methodist brothers and sisters in the tiny old 1881 Congregational church where my grandmother was married.
Thank you for a timely reminder. With all of the chaos right now, political and otherwise, it is good to be reminded that we have the option to know true, lasting joy.
At my little Church, not so much a little building, but a small congregation, we transcend political differences by transcendence. It is a privilege indeed.
Thank you for a timely reminder. With all of the chaos right now, political and otherwise, it is good to be reminded that we have the option to know true, lasting joy.
At my little Church, not so much a little building, but a small congregation, we transcend political differences by transcendence. It is a privilege indeed.