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Hosanna!

By Phillip Bass

“Hosanna! Blessed is the one who comes in the name of the Lord! Blessed is the coming kingdom of our ancestor David! Hosanna in the highest heaven!” 

Normally, I get excited about the start of Holy Week. Each Palm Sunday we get to hear the familiar stories of Jesus’ final days leading to the cross and to the celebration of the Resurrection. In non-Covid times, we celebrate with the waving of palms and shouts of “Hosanna.” Over the years, I have come to appreciate the emotional high and celebration of Palm Sunday, as it has balanced the grief and emotional anguish of the coming days. Throughout Holy Week, I often experience a sense of loss, shame, and guilt. And, as we have culturally been trained to do, I want to know what I can do about it. How can I make up for what I have done? How can I make it better?

This year, as we near the end of our Lenten journey and head into Holy Week, are you ready to shout “Hosanna”? Are you ready to wave your palms in the air and celebrate Christ’s triumphant entry into Jerusalem? I don’t know about you, but this year, I’m feeling too tired. I’m not sure I have any celebration left in me. I’ve hit the Covid wall, crashed through it, and now feel as though I’m under a pile of emotional rubble. This past year has simply been one long Lenten journey and I’m ready to rest. It has been a year of keeping people at least six feet away, without hugging, without sharing meals, and exhaustingly having to learn new ways of being. It has been a year of lamenting death, isolation, and systemic injustice. It has been a year of looking at who we are as a community, a nation, and a Church. And, I am tired.

How can I shout “Hosanna” and celebrate after a year like this? And, what if I just don’t feel like celebrating? What if I simply do not have the energy for it? If you are feeling as exhausted as I am, let me assure you that it is ok. Jesus tells us that in our silence, even the stones will shout out. Even our Covid-hardened hearts cannot stop the celebration of Jesus’s march towards the cross and onward towards the empty tomb of the Resurrection. When we do not have the emotional energy and when we are too worn down, Creation itself will shout “Hosanna”. Simply put, we don’t have to do anything other than have faith in the promise of the Resurrection.

I’ve looked around this past week and taken in the beauty of daffodils, hyacinths, forsythia, and pear trees in bloom. I’ve walked around my yard and noticed new growth on plants that I’ve inherited from the saints of my family. I’ve witnessed Creation crying out “Hosanna” in brighter colors and in warmer and longer days. In a year of death, isolation and exhaustion, new life is beginning to emerge. God has once again reaffirmed the newness of life through the goodness of Creation. And, somewhere, deep within my grief and exhaustion, I feel my heart crying out “Hosanna.”

Perhaps this Palm Sunday, some of us will be more spectators than party-goers. Some may have the energy to wave their palms with the exuberance of one sensing the nearness of Christ. However it is for you, know that it is ok. There is nothing you “have to do” for Holy Week. God doesn’t require you to wave palms or to celebrate. When you can’t, Creation will. God simply asks that you have faith in the life, death, and Resurrection of the cross. Simply stated, the “doing” of Easter has already been completed by Christ! This year, if you need to rest, it is ok. Whatever the coming Holy Week looks like for you, I invite you to look around and witness the “Hosannas” all around you. Creation is proclaiming the coming of Easter and we are welcomed to rest in the promise of the Resurrection as we near the end of our long Lenten journey.

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Lent: I can’t even

Usually, I look forward to the Lenten season with some anticipation. After the hectic and indulgent holiday season, I appreciate the intentional time to reset. Typically, my practice includes not only giving something up during the season but also taking on a discipline so that I might go deeper in the understanding of my faith. In the past, I’ve given up typical things like meat or even caffeine—that one was hard. I almost always add a discipline to my daily prayer practice: reading all the Psalms, a Lenten devotional guide, or a careful rereading of a couple of the Gospels. But, this year, the very nature of the past twelve months left me dreading the Lenten season.  And, for good reason.

I’m not the first to say that the entire last year has felt like one long Lenten season. So much has been willingly given up in the name of safety.  Not meeting together in the church has been one of the hardest. Ashley and I last ate in a restaurant for her birthday in 2020. So many date nights have been lost. The same goes for my usual weekly lunch with my mom and family gatherings on Sunday afternoons. Birthday celebrations, Easter, Halloween, Thanksgiving, and Christmas found Ashley and me alone at home. My work in the theatre ground to a halt. I missed spending time with the youth in my Sunday school class.

Much has been gained. Ashley and I found more time for one another.  Without weekly communion, I found solace in dining at the table of the word instead. Long days at home meant learning new skills. Creative ways of gathering together online found me reconnecting with friends from high school and college in monthly Zoom sessions. These small groups became a lifeline of spiritual communion. 

So, with essentially a full year of Lent behind us, I just couldn’t wrap my head around the season. Nothing I could think to give up or to take on could compare with the transformative experience of the last year. Thus, I decided to give myself grace and almost completely skip this Lenten season. I did compromise with myself and decided upon 10 minutes of silence to center myself each day of the season. That’s all I could do.  And that is okay.

I pray that if you find yourself in a similar frame of mind, you will give yourself the same grace this Lenten season. Easter is still coming, in more ways than one.

Jeremy Clos

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Caring for our Couple Relationship: A Year Later! Where do we Go from Here?

We have just passed the one-year anniversary of the recognition that we are in a pandemic with COVID-19. There is no question but that our lives have changed, and these changes have impacted our relationship. It is a good time for reflection. Let us look at how it has affected our couple relationship for the good and the not so good.  What have been the positives; the challenges, the unexpected pleasures, and the lamentations?  How has this time changed your closeness and your flexibility?

We can go from boredom to anxiety and a host of other feelings in between. More time together can lead to complacency.  Too many distractions and competing responsibilities can leave little time to be together. On the other hand, we have gained from sharing more time together.  We share tasks and projects, help with the children, enjoying nature together, and simple pleasures such as making and eating a special meal together.  

 Below are questions for you to consider and reflect on.  Take your time.  First answer them individually and then share as a couple.

Answers will vary according to your stage of life and of marriage.  An older married couple who have both retired will be different from a younger newly married couple, or a couple with young children, middle school children, high school, or young adults.  Are those children studying and learning from home or are they in school?  Are you working from home or going into the office or workplace? Do you have older siblings or parents that you are caring for?

  1. What was positive from this past year of the pandemic for you as a couple? 
  2. What have been the challenges to you as a couple that have come because of the pandemic? 
  3. What have been your laments during this time?  What were your losses?
  4. What do we hope your relationship will look like after the pandemic? What do you want to keep and hold on to and what do you want to let go of?
  5. What are you personally willing to do to continue the emphasis on the positive, so your relationship looks like what you want it to be when the pandemic is over?

Some of these questions came from www.bettermarriages.org.  Feel free to browse the website for more information.

Carl and Nancy Terry

Marriage Enrichment Leaders

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Numbers 21:4-9

From Mount Hor the Israelites set out by the way to the Red Sea, to go around the land of Edom; but the people became impatient on the way. The people spoke against God and against Moses, “Why have you brought us up out of Egypt to die in the wilderness? For there is no food and no water, and we detest this miserable food.” Then the Lord sent poisonous serpents among the people, and they bit the people, so that many Israelites died. The people came to Moses and said, “We have sinned by speaking against the Lord and against you; pray to the Lord to take away the serpents from us.” So Moses prayed for the people. And the Lord said to Moses, “Make a poisonous serpent, and set it on a pole; and everyone who is bitten shall look at it and live.” So Moses made a serpent of bronze, and put it upon a pole; and whenever a serpent bit someone, that person would look at the serpent of bronze and live. Numbers 21:4-9

Earlier this week, the photo app on my iPhone made a cheerful little dinging sound. “Hello,” the notification said. “Would you like to view your photo memories from one year ago this week?” I made the mistake of clicking on it. And there they were: my last few photos from the “Before Times.” Eating inside a restaurant (!) with my in-laws. My infant daughter, held by an unmasked family friend we haven’t seen since. The shelves at the Wake Forest Target, suddenly and mysteriously devoid of soap and toilet paper. Probably counter to the photo app’s intention, viewing these memories didn’t make me feel happy or nostalgic. It made me feel sad and grumpy.

It has somehow been one year—one year!—since all this mess started, and I am identifying strongly with the Israelites at the beginning of this week’s Old Testament lesson. How long, O Lord?? While I certainly haven’t been wandering in circles through a desert for forty years, I feel like this year has given me at least a degree of understanding about being in the wilderness, about being stuck in an interminable holding pattern with no certain point at which life in its fullness will be able to continue. The Israelites complain to God that they are sick of eating manna instead of the wide variety of foods they used to enjoy. This is sort of how I feel about pandemic life: while I’m incredibly grateful for basic health and security, life feels monotonous and muted, and I miss hugs and in-person conversation and shared meals and shared worship. I have to admit that I sometimes feel like complaining, too.

Except this is where the story gets weird, and hard. After the Israelites complain, God sends a throng of venomous snakes. The snakes bite the people, and some of the people die. Why would God do this?? One commentary I read on this passage emphasized that really, the only possible answer is that we don’t know. While the context certainly makes it sound like God sends the serpents as a consequence of the Israelites’ complaining, the text itself doesn’t actually say this. All it gives us is a series of events: the Israelites were impatient, they complained, the serpents showed up.

Texts like this one force us to admit the extent to which God’s ways are beyond our ability to comprehend them. I, for one, have an extremely difficult time getting on board with the idea that God would deliberately cause suffering and death, ever, for any reason. But I don’t have trouble understanding God as wild, mysterious, even dangerous. After all, as the commentary points out, this is exactly how the Israelites experience God: a God who unleashes devastating plagues in order to free them from slavery, who issues the Commandments from within a terrifying thunderstorm, who leads the way through the desert as a pillar of fire. This is not a dull or predictable God. In the midst of what can feel like the never-ending drudge and slog of pandemic life, I find this reminder—that God is always working in ways beyond what we can understand—oddly comforting even as it is also unsettling.

Even more reassuring, though, is the fact that, regardless of how we might feel about exactly how or when or where it happens, God always shows up. This story is no exception: when the people ask, God is there, providing a means for healing. “Please,” the people say to Moses, “tell God to take these snakes away from us!” This isn’t quite what happens. But God does provide an anti-venom—interestingly, in the form of a snake. Salvation comes not by eliminating the source of suffering and death, but through it. This might be the case in our own wilderness, too. There’s no way that the events of the past year can be undone—we can’t go back to the “Before Times.” But fortunately God shows up with us now, helping us find the seeds of resurrection that our current existence offers, even amidst the (legitimate) complaining. May we nourish and grow them into an even better “After.”

-Karen McGugan

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Feel the Music During Lent

As we continue to move forward in the Lenten season, we so often think about what we have given up or sacrificed. I have started thinking about all those things we have kept, for lack of a better term, and how deep they are to us and nourish our soul. Maybe you love the way that pop song puts a kick in your step, the way that synthesizer vibrates that new wave tune, that harp that rings in a string quartet, or the way Jimi Hendrix could make a guitar scream so effortlessly looking like he was bored during the “solo”. Perhaps you love the songs of nature, when you are outside hearing the birds, the way the wind blows the trees, or the rain falling to the ground.

Certainly, we are all in unchartered waters right now, as we continue to navigate through a global pandemic. In many ways it feels like we have given up so many things already in the process, but maybe from this extended form of giving something up, we have also gained something in return. I think this is the true meaning of resurrection: we gave up one thing to gain everything else. Like music, and contemplation, my point is there is always more. No matter what we must give up in return, it is simply the process of moving forward. We will constantly tap into something such as music if it provides food to feed our soul as a connection to God.

This Lenten hymn was written by English Anglican clergyman George Hunt Smyttan (1822-1870). It was first published under the title “Poetry for Lent” in the Penny Post in 1856. (It was set to music as hymn #150.) I find so many parallels between what we are going though right now in this global pandemic  and all the uncertainty that has continued to drag on.

Forty days and forty nights
You were fasting in the wild;
Forty days and forty nights
Tempted, and yet undefiled.

Shall not we Your sorrow share,
And from earthly joys abstain,
Fasting with unceasing prayer,
Glad with You to suffer pain?

And if Satan vexing sore,
Flesh or spirit should assail,
You, his Vanquisher before,
Grant we may not faint or fail.

So shall we have peace divine;
Holier gladness ours shall be;
Round us, too, shall angels shine,
Such as ministered to Thee.

Keep, O keep us, Saviour dear,
Ever constant by Your side;
That with You we may appear
At the eternal Eastertide.

I have personally always been a classic rock, blues, folk and bluegrass type, but one of my friends recently recommended I should listen to jazz. I certainly have the time on my hands, as I am no longer waiting to catch a plane! I decided to start by looking at Ken Burns’ 10-part series on jazz. This is an amazing series, and for those who have interest it can be found on YouTube. The first episode is titled “Gumbo: Beginnings to 1917”. Jazz came from the root of the blues, and most people think the blues were written from sadness, but they were a form of celebration through the music to stomp the blues out of being held down in society. Blues originated in New Orleans and certain parts were put down as a standard to playing them. During this time in history and for those that know the history behind New Orleans, it was a melting pot of both European immigrants and African Americans. What happened to be blues then was shaped into jazz, and the explosion that happened was the art of improvisation. “Who sing idle songs to the sound of the harp and like David invent for themselves instruments of music” (Amos 6:5). It was really the first time and the first music that was referred to as “American” on a grand scale and it was a very important time in which people from all skin colors collaborated on how they could work to improve the art of improvisation, crossing all lines and boundaries of music.

So what does this have to do with Lent and how is it spiritual? I think Jesus taught us how to improvise what we are doing every day; an example would be laboriously getting on Zoom calls and as we connect and possibly work with someone in another country. But what it also shows is through the improvisation we are all human, flawed, but carry that one common trait of love, and we have no boundaries to how we can connect with one another, just like the improvisation of jazz. As you move forward during Lent, please listen to the music and improvise on how you feel fits and feeds your soul. I leave you with a lovely piece by Sting featuring Branford Marsalis, “Fields of Gold”. Have discipline on what you give up, but also focus on all you have. God has instilled in us how to improvise.

https://youtube.com/watch?v=eFoffhJz1xA

-Cuyler O’Connor

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Lent 2021: Longing for Life and Peace

My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?

   and are so far from my cry

   and from the words of my distress?

O my God, I cry in the daytime but you do not answer;

   by night as well, but I find no rest.

I am poured out like water;

   all my bones are out of joint;

      my heart within my breast is melting wax.

My mouth is dried out like a pot-sherd;

   my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth;

      and you have laid me in the dust of the grave.

Be not far away, O Lord;

   You are my strength; hasten to help me.

                                           (Psalm 22:1-2,14-15,18)

I don’t know about you, but I am tired. Bone tired. Weary, worn. I’m tired of COVID-19 precautions, tired of “remote learning,” tired of telehealth and teleworking. I’m tired of freaking myself out every time I sneeze, and obsessing that my allergy symptoms might be something far worse.

I’m tired of learning about yet more infections, still more deaths, saddened that people are still getting sick even with vaccines and mask mandates and social distancing. And frankly I’m one of the lucky ones. I have a job. I can work from home most days. And because I do sometimes work at the hospital (or the outpatient clinic) I’m vaccinated. And I know people twice my age who are still waiting. And the grief… so much grief.

I’m sure I’m not the only one who feels this way. Tired, weary, worn, lamenting that here we are in Lent once again and it feels like not much has changed. Once again Holy Week will be online? Again?! Unbelievable. But here we are.

Are you still with me? Good. So what word of hope can we find this day? For me, I’m continuing to take hope in what’s said and not said in our lectionary readings, prayers, and services. (What a gift that we can at least gather together online!) Our lectionary passages for this week remind us of God’s covenant with Abraham and Sarah (Genesis 17:1-7,15-16), reassure us of God’s faithfulness and our own welcome through faith (Romans 4:13-25) that God is with the poor in our distress, feeding and sustaining us (Psalm 22:22-30), and that following Jesus looks like the way of cross and resurrection (Mark 8:31-38). It’s that latter part that speaks most to me today.

The way of discipleship, of following Jesus, is the way of cross and resurrection. In the Season of Lent we are invited, challenged, to examine our lives and see in our faithfulness and suffering, and suffering faithfully, the presence and power of God. And thanks be to God we are invited to be honest.

It’s okay to be tired. It’s okay not to be okay. It’s okay not to take on new Lenten disciplines because for the past year it’s felt like a fast. (It’s fine to take on new disciplines, or renew disciplines too!)

This Lent I think the invitation is to let God in to the tiredness, the exhaustion, the burnout, the sadness, the Lament. It is through that process, seeing God with us in our cross-carrying, that we are able to proclaim and to experience’s God’s resurrection power.

The Psalmist didn’t get to his “Praise the Lord” (which we’ll hear on Sunday) without an honest-to-goodness bellyache in the first half of the Psalm – a heart bared to God begging for deliverance.

I think it’s important for us to remember that Jesus spoke these words. In reciting Psalm 22 from the cross Jesus sanctified the full range of human emotions as worthy of speaking in prayer. So, it’s okay to be tired! And it’s okay to be tired of being tired. (And tired of hearing other people complain about being tired!)

My prayer this Lent, my hope, is that whatever our experience we might invite God closer in. That we would give to Christ Jesus even these experiences, trusting that somehow, miraculously, new life will come.

Almighty God, whose most dear Son went not up to joy but first he suffered pain, and entered not into glory before he was crucified: Mercifully grant that we, walking in the way of the cross, may find it none other than the way of life and peace; through Jesus Christ your son our Lord. Amen. (BCP, p99)

-Ryan Parker

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From the Clergy

Invitation to Ash Wednesday

I can’t believe I am writing this, but here we are, still in the pandemic, still not able to fully gather in person. Once again, we are discovering new ways to worship together, to mark together the important dates of the church year which ground us, shape us, and nurture us.

Services for Ash Wednesday on February 17 will take place on Zoom this year. There will be a service at Noon and a service at 7pm.

Why Zoom? Well, your priest is tired. She misses live services, and she misses seeing your faces in worship, rather than the back of an iPhone or an iPad. So, we will gather on Zoom, I will lead the services from home, David will join in from home, Jason will be seated at the organ bench with his iPad. We will have the text on the screen when we need it. We won’t be live-streaming or recording. It will be, as worship typically is, an ephemeral event rooted in one particular time, place, and peoples, offering both their praise and their repentance to God.

What about ashes? We will have envelopes with a small sprinkle of ashes available to pick up at Nativity in a box outside of Estill House if you would like to take part in the imposition of ashes as part of the service, or at anytime that day. You can mark your forehead with the ashes in the shape of the cross as we typically do, or you can sprinkle the ashes over your head. There is a history of “sprinkling” ashes in the church. If you would like to know more, and to learn more of the history of Ash Wednesday, please see this wonderful piece by the Rt. Rev. J. Neal Alexander.

I understand that not everyone does Zoom, and not everyone may be available at Noon or 7pm for our service. If that is your situation, I invite you to visit the Washington National Cathedral for their service that day. One of the gifts of the pandemic has been the opportunity to share worship with places like the National Cathedral.

And before you go, here is some Sweet Honey in the Rock. If you’ve never heard of them, trust me you need them in your life. You’re welcome.

Have a blessed Lent,

Stephanie+

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Caring for our Couple Relationship: Learning Our Love Languages

During the month of February, we turn our attention to “Love”. It is in the air and on the media as we celebrate Valentine’s Day. This time is an opportunity to earn your own love language and that of your spouse, so that you and they can experience love in a deeper way.

 In Dr. Gary Chapman’s The Five Love Languages, Dr. Chapman says that your spouse’s/partner’s love language may be as different as Chinese from English. If you are expressing your love in English, but they speak Chinese, it will be difficult to understand each other and to experience their love. There are basically five emotional love languages, and each has dialects or variations. We all typically have a primary and a secondary love language. Also, our love language can change over time. 

Here are the five love languages that Dr. Chapman has identified:

WORDS OF AFFIRMATION: Words are powerful. Verbal appreciation and encouragement, “You look great in that suit”, ‘I really appreciate your help with baking that cake,” “you can do this.” “I believe in you.” Focus on the little things. Say out loud what you are thinking.

QUALITY TIME: It is more than being together. It is focusing your energy on your mate. Unless you are completely focused on him or her, you are not giving quality time and they won’t experience it as “love”.

RECEIVING GIFTS: Gifts are visual symbols of love. Giving of a gift is an expression of love and devotion. These gifts do not need to cost a lot of money, but are a visible sign of your love. 

ACTS OF SERVICE: Doing some simple chore around the house, like laundry, or vacuuming, taking out the trash, taking the car to the shop.  

PHYSICAL TOUCH: Some form of physical contact from you will express love when that is their language. Sexual intercourse is only one dialect for this language. Take the time to learn the touches that your spouse likes. They could be a foot massage, a back rub, a kiss, a touch on the cheek, a hug. 

Whether or not you have learned your love language in the past, or this is the first time, we invite you to talk about your love languages and discover or rediscover them. Share with your mate how you would like them to demonstrate their love in your language.

You may want to take the quiz. It is free online. https://www.5lovelanguages.com/quizzes/couples-quiz

Dr. Chapman’s book, The Five Love Languages, will also give you a deeper understanding of the love languages and is available for purchase. 

Carl and Nancy Terry

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Under God’s Wings

As I began writing this on Groundhog Day, I didn’t know if Punxsutawney Phil or Sir Walter Wally would see their shadows, and whether we will have six more weeks of winter or an early spring.  Either way, life seems likely to go on in the same way, as we all deal with COVID fatigue and yearn for a return to normal life.  Our lives for the past year have been a lot like the movie “Groundhog Day” — the same story, day after day.

I have often thought that February is the longest month of the year — and that’s why it has only 28 (or 29) days.  Marilyn and I have been so fortunate thus far to remain healthy and to be able to enjoy mostly staying at home.  Intrigued by the birds that visit our yard, we recently invested in a deluxe four-pronged bird feeder so we could enjoy watching them more closely.  We are having a wonderful time watching these beautiful creatures, who guide us to an ever deeper love and respect for God’s creation.

This has led me to consider the spiritual aspects of birds.  We encounter them throughout the Bible — from God hovering over the face of the waters in the first creation story to Jesus comparing himself to a mother hen as he lamented his beloved Jerusalem.  The Holy Spirit is often depicted as a dove, especially in Renaissance art.  Jesus tells us not to worry, because God, who cares for even the sparrows, surely cares even more for us.  Isaiah 40:31 promises that the faithful will mount up with wings like eagles; similarly, Psalm 91 uses imagery of the power and protection of the eagle throughout.  In our February 7 morning service, Ashley Clos and Jason Pace shared the beautiful hymn “On Eagle’s Wings,” based on the Isaiah passage and Psalm 91.

We have so much to learn from these wonderful creatures.   They enrich our lives with their beauty, their song, their behavior; and somehow they draw us closer to the God who created us all.

The French composer Olivier Messiaen, a deeply spiritual man, was also an accomplished ornithologist who studied birds and their songs, often incorporating them into his compositions.  He heard the voice of God in the songs of his beloved birds.  With that in mind, in mind, I invite you to listen to “Le Rouge Gorge” (“The Robin”) from his Petites Esquisses d’Oiseaux (Little Studies of Birds) for piano solo. 

May you have a blessed, peaceful week as we look forward to the time when we can gather together once more.

David+

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Social Justice

Our First Annual Nativity / Raleigh-Apex NAACP Scholarship 

Many of us within the congregation have entered into a journey – a journey to understand the history of our country and our church when it comes to race, a journey to understand how that affects our current landscape politically, culturally, and faithfully.  For many of us, what keeps coming up again and again and again are the questions:  What do we do?  How can we be a part of creating something better?

While there are many, many things that can be done, and need to be done, Nativity’s Social Justice Committee would like to offer up the opportunity to give back and “do something” through the support of a newly created scholarship fund.  In partnership with the Raleigh-Apex NAACP (who will administer the program), the Nativity / Raleigh-Apex NAACP Scholarship will be open to students from historically marginalized communities who are active in the area of social justice and in need of financial help to go to college.  These are exactly the youth voices that need to be heard, and we are proud that we might be a part of that!

During the months of February, March, and April, we will be collecting donations for this Fall 2021 scholarship.  Last year, the NAACP was able to grant $1000 scholarships to seven students. Our new scholarship partnership will help them increase these amounts.  We hope you will join us in making this first year a success, but understand that many of us are under strain and won’t be able to donate.  Either way, pray for us, pray for these students, pray for our community – it all matters.

Donations can be made on the Church of the Nativity: Donate page; be sure to go to the Select the Fund drop-down menu and select Nativity / Raleigh-Apex NAACP Scholarship. If you prefer to send a check to the church, be sure to write “Scholarship Fund” in the memo line. God bless.

Scholarship Committee Members:

Beth Crow: bcrow2@gmail.com  

Pete Crow: peter.crow@me.com  

George Douglas: Gbdouglas3@gmail.com  

Becky Showalter: jbshow@bellsouth.net