What a wonderful kickoff to our 2011 stewardship campaign! It was fun to see and hear Karen Horan and Terri Swan again and to remember what a blessing it is to be a part of the ministries of this church. Already, 247 of our families have made their financial commitment to the ministries of our church, totaling just over $1.1M. We are so thankful for your faith and generosity. There are still more than 70 families that committed last year that have not pledged this year. For those of you that have not yet turned in your pledge card, we ask that you bring them to church this weekend or mail them to the church office. You can also click here to submit your pledge online.
Cindy Moreland told me a story about a first-time visitor that she met on Sunday. He was standing at the back of the RAC with his young daughter and said that it was not only his first Sunday at Stonebridge UMC, but his first Sunday in Texas. His family had moved here this week from out of state. On Saturday, his wife had been out jogging and cut through the church parking lot. There she was met by one of our members who invited her to worship. She was told it was going to be Commitment Sunday so it would be a little different than usual, but they decided to come anyway. He said that on their way into church at least 30 people had stopped them to welcome them and ask them if they needed help finding something or just to say hello. He was excited about the energy of the church and looks forward to coming back next week.
We thank all of you for how you welcome guests into our church family. This is why we continue to be ‘the most joyful place on earth.’ As Jesus said to the trustworthy one in his parable of the talents (Matthew 25:14-30), “Well done, good and faithful servant...” Keep up the good work!
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Thursday, September 30, 2010
The Joyful Journey of Faith
Mark your calendar now for a very special Sunday morning celebration. On Sunday, October 17, two of our former associate pastors, Karen Horan and Terri Swan, will return to Stonebridge UMC to share in our worship services. Karen is now pastor of Gruene United Methodist Church in central Texas and Terri is the associate pastor of Salem-Ladue United Methodist Church in St. Louis. On the 17th, we will be having our Commitment Sunday for the 2011 stewardship campaign, “The Joyful Journey of Faith.” Pastors Karen and Terri will be reminding us of the road that has brought us to where we are as a church family and the road that will take us into the future that God has envisioned for us.
For that Sunday only, we will be having one Celebration Service in Celebration Hall at 9:30 and one Bridge service at 10:45 in the RAC. Terri and Karen will be in both services. (We will have a shortened prayer service for anyone who comes at 8:15, but Terri and Karen will not be in that service.) There will be an opportunity for every family in our church to make their financial commitment for 2011. You should have already received your campaign materials in the mail that included the Joyful Journey of Faithcommitment card and the 2011 Trip Planner and Financial Road Map narrative budget. I hope you will prayerfully consider your financial support of the church for 2011, fill out your pledge card and bring it to church with you on the 17th.
We expect a full church on Commitment Sunday! To be able to fit everyone in, we will need to know which of the two worship services you plan on attending that Sunday. In the next two weeks, you will be receiving a call from one of our church family members asking you which service you plan to attend. Please make every effort to let them know your plans so that we can be prepared for appropriate seating in each service.
The theme of this year’s campaign is “The Joyful Journey of Faith.” Remember, it is through your giving that we are able to make that journey possible for you and your family as well as those who come to our church searching to be one that journey with their Lord.
Grace and peace,
John Mollet
P.S. We are pleased to announce that last year’s stewardship campaign was honored by the International Association of Business Communicators (IABC) Dallas chapter with an Award of Merit at the 2010 IABC Dallas Quill Awards. Congratulations to Cindy Moreland, Amy Pawlak, Jay Prudhomme and Scott Oberle for their hard work!
For that Sunday only, we will be having one Celebration Service in Celebration Hall at 9:30 and one Bridge service at 10:45 in the RAC. Terri and Karen will be in both services. (We will have a shortened prayer service for anyone who comes at 8:15, but Terri and Karen will not be in that service.) There will be an opportunity for every family in our church to make their financial commitment for 2011. You should have already received your campaign materials in the mail that included the Joyful Journey of Faithcommitment card and the 2011 Trip Planner and Financial Road Map narrative budget. I hope you will prayerfully consider your financial support of the church for 2011, fill out your pledge card and bring it to church with you on the 17th.
We expect a full church on Commitment Sunday! To be able to fit everyone in, we will need to know which of the two worship services you plan on attending that Sunday. In the next two weeks, you will be receiving a call from one of our church family members asking you which service you plan to attend. Please make every effort to let them know your plans so that we can be prepared for appropriate seating in each service.
The theme of this year’s campaign is “The Joyful Journey of Faith.” Remember, it is through your giving that we are able to make that journey possible for you and your family as well as those who come to our church searching to be one that journey with their Lord.
Grace and peace,
John Mollet
P.S. We are pleased to announce that last year’s stewardship campaign was honored by the International Association of Business Communicators (IABC) Dallas chapter with an Award of Merit at the 2010 IABC Dallas Quill Awards. Congratulations to Cindy Moreland, Amy Pawlak, Jay Prudhomme and Scott Oberle for their hard work!
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
In All of God's Wisdom
The first “scary” movie I remember watching was The Day the Earth Stood Still. I reluctantly went to see it at the theater with my neighbor Don Boynton.Don was a year older and a lot braver than I was and he talked me into it. Actually, I think my sisters took me to a scary movie before that; something about a man who, due to an unearthly phenomenon, grew to a huge height and wreaked havoc on an unsuspecting public. But, I don’t think you could say I “watched” it. I had my eyes covered through most of the movie.
Somehow these early movie experiences made me a Sci-Fi fan. One of my favorites is H.G. Well’s classic, War of the Worlds. I first saw the 1953 Americanized movie version of the 1898 British book. It begins with unexplained flashes of light emanating from the planet Mars. It would later be discovered that these flashes were actually the result of the launching of a Martian invasion force headed for an attack on Earth. The Martian forces were so technologically advanced there was no stopping them. That is what made the story so frightening. In fact, in 1938 Orson Wells narrated a radio version of War of the Worlds. The format of the broadcast was so much like a newscast that many listeners believed an alien invasion was actually happening and began to panic. There was also a television version of the story and the 2005 Tom Cruise remake; neither of which measured up to the originals .
The book and movies end with the Martian invading aircraft mysteriously losing power and crashing into the ground. What happened? These unstoppable powerful invaders were being overcome and dying, but by and from what? The answer was simply, by bacteria; bacteria to which human beings had long ago become immune. As Wells wrote, “But there are no bacteria on Mars, and directly these invaders arrived, directly they drank and fed, our microscopic allies began to work their overthrow. Already when I watched them they were irrevocably doomed, dying and rotting even as they went to and fro. It was inevitable.” The Martians had succumbed to the effects of microbes which were harmless to humans. Then comes my favorite line from both the book and the movies. The Martians were dead “…slain, after all man’s devices had failed, by the humblest things that God, in his wisdom, has put upon this earth.&r dquo;
Recently, I read an article by environmental writer, John Carey on Yahoo! News that stated, “Nearly two weeks after BP finally capped the biggest oil spill in U.S. history, the oil slicks that once spread across thousands of miles of the Gulf of Mexico have largely disappeared.” Where did it go? The article goes on to say that maybe as much as 40% of the oil evaporated when it hit the surface and recent high winds and storms accelerated the evaporation process. Some of the oil sunk into the sediment on the ocean floor. A small percentage of the oil (1 to 2%) has been skimmed by the 4,000 boats in the cleanup operation. What has happened to all the rest of the millions of gallons we have watch flowing into the gulf? “Perhaps the most important cause of the oil’s disappearance, some researchers suspect, is that the oil has been devoured by microbes. The lesson from past spills is that the lion’s share of the cleanup work is done by nature in the form of oil-eating bacteria and fungi. The microbes break down the hydrocarbons in the oil to use as fuel to grow and reproduce. A bit of oil in the water is like a feeding frenzy…” In other words, “…after all man’s devices had failed, by the humblest things that God, in his wisdom, has put upon this earth.” Thank the Lord; God is still cleaning up our messes.
Somehow these early movie experiences made me a Sci-Fi fan. One of my favorites is H.G. Well’s classic, War of the Worlds. I first saw the 1953 Americanized movie version of the 1898 British book. It begins with unexplained flashes of light emanating from the planet Mars. It would later be discovered that these flashes were actually the result of the launching of a Martian invasion force headed for an attack on Earth. The Martian forces were so technologically advanced there was no stopping them. That is what made the story so frightening. In fact, in 1938 Orson Wells narrated a radio version of War of the Worlds. The format of the broadcast was so much like a newscast that many listeners believed an alien invasion was actually happening and began to panic. There was also a television version of the story and the 2005 Tom Cruise remake; neither of which measured up to the originals .
The book and movies end with the Martian invading aircraft mysteriously losing power and crashing into the ground. What happened? These unstoppable powerful invaders were being overcome and dying, but by and from what? The answer was simply, by bacteria; bacteria to which human beings had long ago become immune. As Wells wrote, “But there are no bacteria on Mars, and directly these invaders arrived, directly they drank and fed, our microscopic allies began to work their overthrow. Already when I watched them they were irrevocably doomed, dying and rotting even as they went to and fro. It was inevitable.” The Martians had succumbed to the effects of microbes which were harmless to humans. Then comes my favorite line from both the book and the movies. The Martians were dead “…slain, after all man’s devices had failed, by the humblest things that God, in his wisdom, has put upon this earth.&r dquo;
Recently, I read an article by environmental writer, John Carey on Yahoo! News that stated, “Nearly two weeks after BP finally capped the biggest oil spill in U.S. history, the oil slicks that once spread across thousands of miles of the Gulf of Mexico have largely disappeared.” Where did it go? The article goes on to say that maybe as much as 40% of the oil evaporated when it hit the surface and recent high winds and storms accelerated the evaporation process. Some of the oil sunk into the sediment on the ocean floor. A small percentage of the oil (1 to 2%) has been skimmed by the 4,000 boats in the cleanup operation. What has happened to all the rest of the millions of gallons we have watch flowing into the gulf? “Perhaps the most important cause of the oil’s disappearance, some researchers suspect, is that the oil has been devoured by microbes. The lesson from past spills is that the lion’s share of the cleanup work is done by nature in the form of oil-eating bacteria and fungi. The microbes break down the hydrocarbons in the oil to use as fuel to grow and reproduce. A bit of oil in the water is like a feeding frenzy…” In other words, “…after all man’s devices had failed, by the humblest things that God, in his wisdom, has put upon this earth.” Thank the Lord; God is still cleaning up our messes.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Back to School
The Back–to-School season is already upon us. The last days of summer vacation are quickly fading away. Our Sunshine Kids pre-school is beginning to gear up for the fall. Stores are stocking their shelves with notebooks, pencils and calculators. I fondly remember going with Mom to shop for school supplies. It was just about the only good thing about the summer ending and school starting. When I was growing up, we could get our educational provisions at either M.E. Moses Five and Dime or Skillern’s Drug Store. (Yes, I know, I’m old.) Both offered an incentive to buy your supplies at their establishment. Moses offered a free candy bar if you spent enough money on supplies there. But I always wanted to shop at Skillern’s, because they had a soda fountain and offered a free Big Shake with your purchase. I hate to admit it, but I also remember having to get a used cigar box to hold my pencils, scissors, paste and ruler. We were truly high tech in those days. At least I used the term “teacher” rather than “schoolmarm.”
You can still participate in the joy of buying school supplies – even if you don’t have school age children. Our Hearts and Hands for Malvern project is collecting school supplies for the children of our adopted school, Malvern Elementary. Malvern is one of the Title One schools in McKinney and many of the children’s families are unable to afford the supplies they need for school. Here is a list of supplies they need. I hope you will add it to your shopping list and bring them to the church by Sunday, August 8.
Malvern Elementary Supply List
Glue sticks
16 ct. Crayola crayons (no Rose Art)
24 ct. Crayola crayons (no Rose Art)
8 ct. Crayola Washable thick markers
12 ct. Crayola thin classic markers
12 pack #2 pencils (yellow)
200 count wide rule notebook paper (NO college rule)
70 count wide rule spiral notebooks (NO college rule)
100 count wide rule spiral notebooks (NO college rule)
White copy paper
Plastic pocket folders with brads
Paper pocket folders – NO brads
Also, our First Sunday Communion Offering for August will be collected for school supplies for Malvern.
I hope you will join others in our congregation and share one of the most joyful parts of school starting with the children of Malvern Elementary School. And maybe it will help you reminisce your good ol’ days.
You can still participate in the joy of buying school supplies – even if you don’t have school age children. Our Hearts and Hands for Malvern project is collecting school supplies for the children of our adopted school, Malvern Elementary. Malvern is one of the Title One schools in McKinney and many of the children’s families are unable to afford the supplies they need for school. Here is a list of supplies they need. I hope you will add it to your shopping list and bring them to the church by Sunday, August 8.
Malvern Elementary Supply List
Glue sticks
16 ct. Crayola crayons (no Rose Art)
24 ct. Crayola crayons (no Rose Art)
8 ct. Crayola Washable thick markers
12 ct. Crayola thin classic markers
12 pack #2 pencils (yellow)
200 count wide rule notebook paper (NO college rule)
70 count wide rule spiral notebooks (NO college rule)
100 count wide rule spiral notebooks (NO college rule)
White copy paper
Plastic pocket folders with brads
Paper pocket folders – NO brads
Also, our First Sunday Communion Offering for August will be collected for school supplies for Malvern.
I hope you will join others in our congregation and share one of the most joyful parts of school starting with the children of Malvern Elementary School. And maybe it will help you reminisce your good ol’ days.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
The Peters'
I am sure you have joined me this past week in sadness over the deaths of Coppell’s mayor, Jayne Peters and her daughter, Corrine. What a tragedy the loss of these two lives has been; particularly when you factor in the recent death of their husband and father from cancer. Hearing and reading through the news reports, I am continually amazed at how quickly people can second guess. Why didn’t anyone notice there were problems? Why would someone loan Ms. Peters a gun? Why would First United Methodist Church in Coppell have a memorial service for the mother and daughter together? Now is the time for support and sadness and grief, not the time for second guessing. When news like this comes, we too often move into a type of voyeurism, sickly using the event for gossip and entertainment, rather than to allow ourselves to hurt and pray for those most deeply involved. By the way, I am very proud of the people of FUMC Coppell and their pastor Dennis Wilkinson for being there for the family and community in this most difficult of times. Dennis recently lost an adult son to a tragic death. I would trust no one more than Dennis to empathize and care for others at a time like this.
We will probably never fully know the heartbreaking circumstances that led to Ms. Peters’ actions, but I do hope we can learn from the tragedy. Not assuming any of the speculations I have read are true, let me speak to a few that I have heard, so that we might learn from them. First, grief is important. I have no idea how much the lingering effects of the loss of their husband and father had on them, however, I do know how devastating unresolved grief can be on the human heart and soul. When we do not take care of ourselves following the loss of someone or something dear, we risk the kind of depression and hopelessness than can debilitate us. After a loss, take time to fully feel the emptiness it brings. Don’t gloss over it. This is the time to call upon friends and family, ministers and counselors and the support groups we offer at the church for the help they can give. (Click here for a list of our support groups.)
Which brings me to my second observation, true friends are very important. One of the Peters’ close friends described them as very private. We all cherish our privacy, but we cannot allow that privacy to isolate us. We need people we trust; to whom we can share our deepest joys and hurts. Someone who will take on the burdens of our lives means we do not have to carry them all ourselves. Find that person. If you already have someone like that in your life, thank them for being that person. And commit to be that person for someone else.
Finally, pretence is dangerous. Evidently, no one knew of the looming financial hardships the Peters’ were feeling. Friends were surprised Corrine wasn’t registered for college. Keeping up the facades of suburban life can become overwhelming. Secrets can truly destroy us. Embarrassment may redden our face, but pretence can blacken our heart. It is better to risk embarrassment than to let pride destroy you.
I hope you will join me in my continuing prayers for the Peters’ family, their friends, the community of Coppell, the people of the Methodist Church there and all those struggling from the same hurts felt by them.
We will probably never fully know the heartbreaking circumstances that led to Ms. Peters’ actions, but I do hope we can learn from the tragedy. Not assuming any of the speculations I have read are true, let me speak to a few that I have heard, so that we might learn from them. First, grief is important. I have no idea how much the lingering effects of the loss of their husband and father had on them, however, I do know how devastating unresolved grief can be on the human heart and soul. When we do not take care of ourselves following the loss of someone or something dear, we risk the kind of depression and hopelessness than can debilitate us. After a loss, take time to fully feel the emptiness it brings. Don’t gloss over it. This is the time to call upon friends and family, ministers and counselors and the support groups we offer at the church for the help they can give. (Click here for a list of our support groups.)
Which brings me to my second observation, true friends are very important. One of the Peters’ close friends described them as very private. We all cherish our privacy, but we cannot allow that privacy to isolate us. We need people we trust; to whom we can share our deepest joys and hurts. Someone who will take on the burdens of our lives means we do not have to carry them all ourselves. Find that person. If you already have someone like that in your life, thank them for being that person. And commit to be that person for someone else.
Finally, pretence is dangerous. Evidently, no one knew of the looming financial hardships the Peters’ were feeling. Friends were surprised Corrine wasn’t registered for college. Keeping up the facades of suburban life can become overwhelming. Secrets can truly destroy us. Embarrassment may redden our face, but pretence can blacken our heart. It is better to risk embarrassment than to let pride destroy you.
I hope you will join me in my continuing prayers for the Peters’ family, their friends, the community of Coppell, the people of the Methodist Church there and all those struggling from the same hurts felt by them.
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Feeling a Little Old
Ever feel a little old? Listening to the news the past few weeks has made me feel ancient. First there was Jordan Spieth, the 16 year-old junior amateur golfer who was playing in the Byron Nelson Golf Tournament at the TPC course in Las Colinas. He was actually in the hunt to win the tournament on Sunday, but, even though he did not win it, he still finished tied for 16th place. Had he been a pro, he would have won almost $100,000. The newscaster rubbed salt in my “feeling old” wounds when he reported Spieth would not be playing in the Colonial Golf Tournament in Ft. Worth the next week because he had to take his final exams at Jesuit High School in Dallas – ouch.
Then there was Jordan Romero, the 13 year-old who recently climbed Mt. Everest. He is the youngest climber ever to reach the summit. And there was Henry Dewey, the 8 year-old first grader who just released his first iPhone app. It is an e-book version of the children’s classic, The Three Little Pigs. His dad, an iPhone application designer, helped him through the process, but Henry did most of the work. By the way, Henry decided to donate $.25 of every $1.99 purchase to a non-profit program for the homeless.
I am reminded of God’s call to the prophet Jeremiah. God tells Jeremiah that he had been created to be a prophet even before he was formed in his mother’s womb and that God wants him to go to all to whom God sends him and speak whatever God commands him. Jeremiah says, “Ah, Lord God! Truly I do not know how to speak, for I am only a boy.” God responds, "don’t say ‘I’m only a boy’ because I am with you." I think the Lord is saying age has nothing to do with it. It has to do with the Lord’s calling and the Lord’s strength. Even though these young people’s youth makes me wonder about my own abilities to accomplish amazing things, I know God is not finished with me yet. Remember the Old Testament story of Abraham and Sarah. When God told them they were to have a child in their old age, Sarah laughed. When she bore Isaac (whos e name, by the way, means “Laughter”), she realized God can still accomplish great things through us.
No matter how old you are, I can guarantee you God is not finished with you. I hope you are asking everyday, Lord, what are you calling me to do today and how are you strengthening me to do it?
Then there was Jordan Romero, the 13 year-old who recently climbed Mt. Everest. He is the youngest climber ever to reach the summit. And there was Henry Dewey, the 8 year-old first grader who just released his first iPhone app. It is an e-book version of the children’s classic, The Three Little Pigs. His dad, an iPhone application designer, helped him through the process, but Henry did most of the work. By the way, Henry decided to donate $.25 of every $1.99 purchase to a non-profit program for the homeless.
I am reminded of God’s call to the prophet Jeremiah. God tells Jeremiah that he had been created to be a prophet even before he was formed in his mother’s womb and that God wants him to go to all to whom God sends him and speak whatever God commands him. Jeremiah says, “Ah, Lord God! Truly I do not know how to speak, for I am only a boy.” God responds, "don’t say ‘I’m only a boy’ because I am with you." I think the Lord is saying age has nothing to do with it. It has to do with the Lord’s calling and the Lord’s strength. Even though these young people’s youth makes me wonder about my own abilities to accomplish amazing things, I know God is not finished with me yet. Remember the Old Testament story of Abraham and Sarah. When God told them they were to have a child in their old age, Sarah laughed. When she bore Isaac (whos e name, by the way, means “Laughter”), she realized God can still accomplish great things through us.
No matter how old you are, I can guarantee you God is not finished with you. I hope you are asking everyday, Lord, what are you calling me to do today and how are you strengthening me to do it?
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Rehabilitation
rehabilitation. It has helped me regain some of my energy and stamina following surgery. I have to admit, exercise is not something that comes naturally to me. Since running track and cross country in high school, it has seemed more of a task than a pleasure. I remember one of our track coach’s favorite practice activities. We would run around White Rock Lake in Dallas while he was following behind us in his blue VW (Volkswagen) bug. He would honk and we would jog; then honk again and we would sprint. This would continue for several miles. We spent much of our time devising plans for what might happen to the VW and its driver when we hit a particularly deserted stretch of the road. My son Jared also ran cross country in high school and had a shirt that read, “My sport is your sport’s punishment.” I agree with that sentiment. Running on a treadmill is just a little too close to the activity a gerbil does on one of those rotating wheels in their cage.
However, I would have to admit my cardio-rehab class was very helpful and I plan to keep going with the exercise. One day during my rehab class, I met Dave, a former heart surgery patient and volunteer with the hospital. His job was to distract us from the gerbil activity and make our exercise time go a little faster. During one of our conversations Dave said, “My life really started when I was fifty.” I asked if that was when he had his surgery. He said, “No, but it was when my life changed.” He went on to tell me the story. He was an unhappy person who hated his job, was having difficulties in his marriage which would eventually result in a divorce and viewed life strictly through negativity.
One day he was riding in a car with a friend (he paused to note he wasn’t sure why this person was his friend, because he was pretty miserable to be around in those days.). He was complaining about life in general and specifically about some physical problems he was experiencing. His friend said he knew a doctor that could help him with his problem and he thought he could get him in to see him if he wanted. Dave said he did and, to his surprise, the man stopped the car at a nearby pay phone, called the doctor and made an appointment for him in an hour.
They drove to Children’s Medical Center. Dave asked how a doctor at a children’s hospital was the answer to his problems, but his friend just said, “Trust me, you’ll see.” They went inside and entered the office of a doctor of oncology. Dave said, he had never heard of the doctor and didn’t know what oncology was. He got right in to see the doctor and was invited to describe his problems to him. Dave said he was delighted to have the opportunity to complain a little more. After listening intently for quite a while, the doctor said, “I think I can help you. I want you to come to a camp I run every summer for children with cancer and be a counselor. I guarantee you it will help you.” Dave said he was so taken back by the doctor’s prescription that he said, “Ok.” Dave spent the next several weeks trying to get out of his commitment, but his friend wouldn’t let him. He spent two weeks at the camp that summer…and then for the next twenty summers. Dave said, “I just needed someone to help and when I found those kids I started to live again.”
My guess is we are all like Dave in that when we find someone to help we come alive again. Stonebridge UMC is full of opportunities to help people. Let us help you help others, so that you can start living again. Yes, rehabilitation comes in a myriad of fashions.
However, I would have to admit my cardio-rehab class was very helpful and I plan to keep going with the exercise. One day during my rehab class, I met Dave, a former heart surgery patient and volunteer with the hospital. His job was to distract us from the gerbil activity and make our exercise time go a little faster. During one of our conversations Dave said, “My life really started when I was fifty.” I asked if that was when he had his surgery. He said, “No, but it was when my life changed.” He went on to tell me the story. He was an unhappy person who hated his job, was having difficulties in his marriage which would eventually result in a divorce and viewed life strictly through negativity.
One day he was riding in a car with a friend (he paused to note he wasn’t sure why this person was his friend, because he was pretty miserable to be around in those days.). He was complaining about life in general and specifically about some physical problems he was experiencing. His friend said he knew a doctor that could help him with his problem and he thought he could get him in to see him if he wanted. Dave said he did and, to his surprise, the man stopped the car at a nearby pay phone, called the doctor and made an appointment for him in an hour.
They drove to Children’s Medical Center. Dave asked how a doctor at a children’s hospital was the answer to his problems, but his friend just said, “Trust me, you’ll see.” They went inside and entered the office of a doctor of oncology. Dave said, he had never heard of the doctor and didn’t know what oncology was. He got right in to see the doctor and was invited to describe his problems to him. Dave said he was delighted to have the opportunity to complain a little more. After listening intently for quite a while, the doctor said, “I think I can help you. I want you to come to a camp I run every summer for children with cancer and be a counselor. I guarantee you it will help you.” Dave said he was so taken back by the doctor’s prescription that he said, “Ok.” Dave spent the next several weeks trying to get out of his commitment, but his friend wouldn’t let him. He spent two weeks at the camp that summer…and then for the next twenty summers. Dave said, “I just needed someone to help and when I found those kids I started to live again.”
My guess is we are all like Dave in that when we find someone to help we come alive again. Stonebridge UMC is full of opportunities to help people. Let us help you help others, so that you can start living again. Yes, rehabilitation comes in a myriad of fashions.
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