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“I’m Worried” — part 14 in a series glancing back

July 21, 2017

“I’m worried.”

We were in the hallway of a nursing home. I’d driven almost two hours to be with him and his family and his dying mother.

As I’d walked into her room, he greeted me and said his family had gone to dinner. He then nodded at me, pointed to his mother in the bed and the machine breathing for her, and left the room.

I sat with her. Prayed with her. Sat some more.

Caught up with him in hallway. He was staring out the floor to ceiling windows, watching it snow.

We stood side by side.

“I’m worried. I’m worried about our church,” he said.

He blindsided me with that one.

Reaching deep and calling up all my seminary education, my clinical pastoral training, and my by-now-a-couple-of-decades-in-the-parish experience, I replied, “Oh?”

“Yes. I’m worried about our church.” He turned to face me. “What’s going to happen in ten or twenty years, when the church looks around and wonders why all the gay and lesbian couples aren’t coming to our church with their children?”



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