My last Sunday at CINS went pretty well. I held it together until the Children's Moment when I lost my composure talking about how "friends are friends forever." These kids have been so precious to me. Together, we've raised over $500 for the UMC's "Nothing But Nets" anti-malarial campaign.
I lost it again when the choir sang "Written in Red" as their final tribute to me.
And yet again, when I said that if they remembered anything from my preaching, it was all about grace.
And when I held in my arms and baptized a precious 6-week old five-one-half pound "miracle baby," and the thought crossed my mind that I would not see her grow up in this church family.
And when I gave the final benediction.
Goodbye, CINS! I will keep you and your new pastors in my prayers. Be gracious to them!