Happy Easter

We had a very active Lent, inviting the community in for  dinners  on Shrove Tuesday, Saint Patrick's Day, Palm Sunday, and our own worship/dinner at the Last Supper. 

In addition to the regular Sunday celebrations, we worshiped on Maunday Thursday (The Last Supper, previously mentioned) marched in holy procession with other regional churches on Good Friday morning's 'Way of the Cross,' and gathered on Friday afternoon for solemn worship focused on the great sacrifice of our Lord Jesus Christ.

We've just had a great celebration of Christ's triumph over sin and death on Easter Morning.

In the midst of all this I went through a double bypass cardiac operation, and spent three weeks off recovering. I owe a ton of thanks to everyone for your prayers, your service, your pastoral care,  your stewardship, your work on dinners, music, worship services, testimonies, readings, children's stories, bible study leadership, your encouragement of one another, and your patience.  The cleaning, decorating, advertising, inviting, coordinating,. . . the list goes on. Your dedication to the mission of God is evident in all of this.

It is very important that the church depends, not on one person, such as a pastor, but on the work of Jesus Christ in the whole family of God.  Saint Andrew's is such a family. God has brought us to strong joyful and vibrant life. Praise be to God, that the very power that raised Jesus from the dead is at work in us!

Love you, Love him,

Brian

Standing in the Midst of Prayer

"It's me, it's me, O Lord, standing in the need of prayer." Tonight (Wednesday, February 25) at 7:00 the Pastoral Care Team has organized a prayer meeting, particularly to pray for me, in advance of Friday's bypass surgery. I am happy in so many ways.

  1. I'm joyful because St. Andrew's are a people of prayer: Probably in part because of Neil and Lise Baxter who taught the church for 16 years between 1984 and 2000, and still lead in prayer today. St Andrew's was gathering to pray for special needs when I first met them as a supply preacher in the early 2000s. We'd gather at the end of a worship service, join hands and lift up someone facing illness, difficulty, or grief. And people were helped. 

    Read more: Standing in the Midst of Prayer

Surviving Ebola

"Your Blood Tested Positive for Ebola, I am Sorry."

Your blood tested positive for Ebola, I am sorry.

I was deeply moved by this entry on Bill Gate's Blog. Mr Gates has dedicated his foundation to the eradication of Malaria, but given the crisis of Ebola in Africa today, he was moved to post the account of Dr. Ada Igonoh, who contracted the disease from the first Ebola victim in Nigeria. It is a first person look into the experience of this disease, with its striking symptoms and associated terrors; it is a doctor's account of the progress of a disease and a crisis; it is a Christian's account of faith, hope, and service. A rather long article, but well worth the read. 

Nashville Day 8: The Saga Concludes

 Hung out in the airport all day. If that sounds bad to you, you are not a barbershopper. At gate C14 the crowd waiting to get back to Ottawa sang a bunch of General session charts, (quietly, respectful of the non barbershoppers around us.) We gathered a crowd of listeners and drew barbershoppers away from other gates. At the end of the impromptu concert I told the audience about www.barbershop.org so they could find a chapter near them. Then we were approached by a guy who wanted to videotape us and share it with his business clients, an email list of over two thousand. So we sang Love Me the best we could and promoted the BHS website and the Capital City Chorus.
Through the afternoon I ran into clusters of barbershoppers looking for a lead or a bass, etc. and we sang a few polecats (barbershop standards) whenever we met. A little nap at the gate and a little tension as the flight filled up. But the agents at the gate were great and wanted to be sure we got on the plane. Whether that was to thank us for the music or to get peace and quiet, the reader can only guess. Back in Canada as I post this addendum. It's great to be a barbershopper!