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Shelley and I have had the delightful privilege of pastoring this congregation since May 1991. We treasure not only the friendships we’ve made, but also the happy, energetic, Christ-centered service-mindedness we’ve sensed here. We’ve watched as newborns have grown into young adults, and we’ve seen how the self-sacrificing spirit of older members we’ve laid to rest has been reborn in the hearts of the young. Shelley was born in Juneau, Alaska, and after attending Pacific Union College in Angwin, California, taught elementary school for five years. Four of those years were in a one-room schoolhouse on an island in one of Alaska’s floating logging camps. Since 1986, she’s served as an administrative assistant in the education department of the Washington Conference of Seventh-day Adventists. I was born in Redfield, South Dakota, and originally trained as a teacher, after which I taught college English for a couple of years at Union College. I then felt the Lord’s call to pastoral ministry and trained at Andrews University seminary. After completion, we came to western Washington where we have been pastoring ever since. Shelley and I and the rest of our friends would love to welcome you to our congregation. Please visit us Saturday (Sabbath) mornings! Bible study classes begin at 9:30 a.m., and the worship service starts at 11 a.m. Pastor Maylan Schurch Questions? Email me at email@example.com.
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A couple of days back I was in a grocery store. In one of the aisles was what looked like a grandma pushing a cart, with a little girl in the cart’s child seat. The girl must have been about three.
Grandma was on the phone, and had paused the cart to concentrate on the conversation. The girl, which up to this point had been making miscellaneous little-girl noises, now started saying “Goodbye,” over and over again in a plaintive voice. (A man pushing another cart came past her, and he replied cheerfully, “Goodbye.”)
The girl had learned that “Goodbye” was the way grownups often closed off a phone conversation, so she was evidently coaching grandma from the sidelines to get off the phone. Though she didn’t say it in so many words, she meant, “Grandma, let’s go. I want to go home!”
For His own reasons, the Lord has not yet set in motion the machinery of the Second Coming. But don’t you sometimes feel like that little girl, weary with our planet’s sad stalemate, and longing for a land and a Father we were made for? “Goodbye to this world and all its brokenness,” we say. “Come quickly, Lord Jesus!”