I still remember the first time I spoke with the nominating committee here at First Presbyterian of Hollidaysburg. We spoke for longer than any of us had probably planned. And when we did finally hang up the phone, I felt like I had just ended a call with old friends.
You see, that is what initially drew me to this church: a sense of welcome. Of inclusion. Of family.
What continues to give me life in this place is the wondrous variety of people – from many walks of life, many places of birth, and even many different beliefs – who come together to live life in Christ. They use their gifts and skills to create such amazing marvels in our midst: from music to mission to teaching to outreach. And yet, most of the time so many others do not realize the miracles that are happening all around them…
You see, the truth of the matter is that God is moving and breathing life into the body of Christ at First Presbyterian of Hollidaysburg. Just as God has been for all two hundred and thirty-three years of her life.
God does not leave during the hard times. God walks with us. God stays with us. God gets messy with us.
Then God does the most incredible thing of all: God rolls away the stone and brings new life. Again. And again. And again. Resurrection is not just for human bodies. It is also for the body of Christ.
And dawn, well, dawn is already spreading her rosy fingers over this shadowed valley.
See you soon!
Blessings, Pastor Janie