I am a lucky person. I’ve considered myself lucky for quite a few years. I have a great family, friends, and a job I like. I even got through a recent roll-over car accident with only a bruise. Over the years I’ve won a number of items and a trip. I’m lucky.
I grew up UU from age 10, after my family moved from Cincinnati to Davenport, IA. Dave and I were married in 1977 at the UU Congregation of the Quad Cities. I forgot about church until 2000 or 2001 when I twice went to the Midland UU Fellowship, then heard about this group. My first visit was probably in 2001 when I brought Laura, my high school senior daughter. She had started dating a young man who I considered a racist. That morning was almost perfect. The message from Bob Francke was “What does it mean to be a UU?” In one sermon, Laura learned what I believe. “Almost” perfect because she wanted a quick in-and-out, but I know Jim Dealing!
The next week Laura went to his church. She reported that the sermon was “You’re not a good person unless you are Born Again.” I rested my case, and a year or so later they broke up.
I come alone, but I do come. I have served on the board, luckily when we bought this beautiful building. I have been on an RE team, I currently am on a lay-worship team and help on the caring team. I make a lot of coffee, clean up, and I show up. My time on the board helped open my eyes and my checkbook as I became more aware of our needs.
I want to tell you about a pet peeve of mine. If you count a point for good services, good minister, good coffee, good conversation, good small groups, good board, good friends, good RE, good music, good whatever… please don’t tie your pledge to a certain number of points. Various needs of yours will be met at various times, but we always need your support.
I lucked out – from a timely first impression, to joining the sewing circle, to a desire to be present, here, now, for me.