Flossie: A Friday the 13th Bonus Blog
She was tired of seeing the church argue over insignificant things.
She was in her 80’s. She had more energy than I did, and I was her enthusiastic young new pastor fresh out of seminary.
She had heard too many “complaints about nothin’ and I mean nothin’ at all” in meetings and on the phone and at the grocery store and over coffee.
I was sitting in her living room, at her invitation.
“We need to have something to do,” she concluded. “Something we can all do. Together. And if we make a little money at it, even better. Then we can do more.”
Long story short is her legacy of The Friday the 13th Ham and Bean Dinner.
The Friday the 13th Ham and Bean Dinner grew and became so wildly successful that the sanctuary would be filled with people waiting for their turn to go downstairs and eat when a spot opened up at one of the tables. Our talented pianist played a variety of songs in the sanctuary while people waited, clapped, and some even sang along with her.
People from the surrounding area soon thought we should have them more often. The church wisely stuck to our original concept: The Friday the 13th Ham and Bean Dinner.
When’s the next one? Friday the 13th.
What do you serve? Ham and Beans.
What time? Dinnertime, 5-7pm.
Her name was Flossie.
Every church needs one, and most churches have one. But not every church, and not every pastor, listens to their Flossies.
This one did.
Who’s Flossie for you?
And by the grace of God, may we be Flossies for someone else.
joescheets 
She was definitely after Little Mary who frowned on money-changing (selling anything) in the Fellowship Hall and any other area of the church. She came to accept it and protested every inch. I’ll never know how that coffeehouse in the basement ever got through!!!!!! Flossies are better. Your Flossie sounds as gregarious as my mother’s Aunt Flossie.
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