Last night was our monthly Session meeting, which is the leadership body of the church. The Session consists of 7 elders plus a Clerk, and each elder reports on his/her area within the life of the church.
There is always too much to say, of course, since there is more business than time, and we function as a committee of the whole. Books tell us not to operate this way, but we do, and we probably always will, because this is the nature of a small church. And honestly, it works.
We begin with devotions and prayer. We share goals, progress, setbacks, ideas. There is always laughter and a sidetrack or two. Some subjects are difficult, such as budget issues, but we face them head-on, and pray over them when we’re done.
The meeting usually stretches for about 3 hours. Does that sound awful? It doesn’t feel awful. It takes energy to sit there because so many words are spoken and so many different subjects are considered, but it restores energy to sit there and see what God is doing through each of us. The evidence of the Holy Spirit piles up around us, an accumulation of evidence that GodÂ has been faithful for yes, this month too.
I usually catch the last ferry across the Potomac River (11:00, must leave at 10:30!), and enjoy being the solitary car as we make the inky-black trip from Maryland to Virginia.