I love being wrong. Or rather, finding out I’ve been wrong. It’s an opportunity to grow. Read my post about Christmas expectations, then come back here.
What I was missing is that the true gift I’m supposed to give my congregation is God’s to give, through me. So twenty minutes ago, he gave me that gift in the form of an idea. Now I can give it with joy to the people I love.
Better get crackin!
Will be interesting to see what you come up with. waiting…
Well, it was a wonderful service, but I’m not sure I could explain it except to say we did things “old school.” I used an overhead projector and some old fashioned transparencies cut out into little cartoons to do a flannelgraph-ish illustration. It was fun.