MAY 2020

​Psalms 23: 1-2
               The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want.
               He makes me lie down in green pastures;
               he leads me beside still waters;
               he restores my soul.

Yesterday I went walking along the river. I saw only three other people and one dog as I was walking. I stopped to sit and watch a small waterfall. I looked up and saw the turkey vultures playing in the wind. It was a cold and rainy April day..the kind of day when my mind does a lot of philosophizing. (I was a philosophy major). I noticed the power of the water, the peaceful gliding of the turkey vultures, the brisk wind that made me wake up. And I thought of one of my favorite poems. The author Wendell Berry is a farmer and a poet who lives in Kentucky.
                     The Peace of Wild Things
          When despair for the world grows in me
          And I wake in the night at the least sound
          In fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
          I go and lie down where the wood drake
          Rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
          I come into the peace of wild things
          Who do not tax their lives with forethought
          Of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
          And I feel above me the day-blind stars
          Waiting with their light. For a time
          I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

Sometimes God makes us slow down and smell the roses!

Those of us who live where the beauty of nature surrounds us can find much restoration in walking, in taking deep cleansing breaths, in allowing the whole of creation to restore our souls.

A few days ago on my morning walk, the fog was so thick that I could barely see more than a few feet in front of me. Yet, even in the fog, I felt the presence of the support that nature gives, even when I can’t see clearly. May you breathe in the healing and hopefulness of those day-blind stars waiting for the light.

Pastor Brenda

APRIL 2020

Philippians 4: 11
               “Not that I am referring to being in need, for I have learned to be content with whatever I have. I know what it is to have little, and I know what it is to have plenty. In any and all circumstances I have learned the secret of being well-fed and of going hungry, of having plenty and of being in need. I can do all things through him who strengthens me.”
               Yesterday was the 12th day in my two week quarantine. My groceries lasted pretty long, but I needed a few staples, so I ordered groceries delivered from one of those services that would shop for me and leave it on my doorstep. I didn’t get the eggs that I ordered. Now that wouldn’t be terrible except for the fact that my doctor wants me to eat two eggs for every breakfast (something to do with my diabetes).  I frantically texted the shopper to get me eggs, any kind, but he was unable to find any.  Thinking today about writing a message for our newsletter, I am still annoyed that I didn’t get any eggs.
               My thoughts went to the situation in Cuba. When I was in Cuba in November, we learned from one of the families that hosted us that they were given a special voucher for two eggs per person from the government, so they could feed us breakfast. Our guide told us that she couldn’t find the medicine that her brother needed. When we passed “shops,” the aisles were pretty bare. You could not find much. We were told that it would be nice if we would leave any creams, over the counter medicines, and even our dirty clothes for our host families. This was an experience of not being able to get what I needed. The difference between me and the Cuban families was that I knew I was going to be able to get things when I got home. So I only experienced 12 days of stress.
                Staying at home in these four walls is stressful too. I read Anne Frank’s diary when I was young. She lived for two years in 450 square feet with 7 other people. She was given a diary for her 13th birthday (two weeks before they went into hiding.) They did eventually get discovered and she and her little sister died of typhus fever in the Bergen Belsen concentration camp. But her diary survived. It is an amazing record of her determination to stay hopeful, positive, and to make the most of every day.
               When I get stressed because I have to stay home and away from others, and when I can’t get the food that I need, I am aware of how privileged I really am and how I take things for granted. I am aware that what we are experiencing is not unusual in our world. People have survived these kinds of challenges. I used to think that I knew what that Philippians  passage meant. I didn’t. Even now I know that this will end. We can get through this inconvenience. We can step up to protect our health, our families’ health, our neighborhood’s health.

               “I can do all things through God who strengthens me.”
Pastor Brenda

I am not sure who wrote this prayer but it touched me this morning as I meditated on what God might be teaching me this day.
~~ Pastor Brenda

“Prayer in a Pandemic”    (From Mayfield First United Methodist Church)
            May we who are merely unconvinced remember those whose lives are at stake.
            May we who have no risk factors remember those most vulnerable.
            May we who have the luxury of working from home, remember those who must
                        choose between preserving their health or making the rent.
            May we who have the flexibility to care for our children when their schools close,
                        remember those who have no options.
            May we who have to cancel our trips remember those that have no safe place to go.
            May we who are losing our margin money, remember those who have no
                        margin at all.
            May we who settle in for a quarantine at home, remember those who have no home.
            As fear grips our country, may we choose love.
            During this time when we cannot wrap our arms around each other
            Find ways to be the loving embrace of God to our neighbors.

March 13, 2020
Letter to all Members and Friends of Point Pleasant Community Baptist Church:

Out of an abundance of caution and a commitment to help our community, I am cancelling all worship and activities of Point Pleasant Community Baptist Church for the next two weeks. At that time, we will reassess. There is no harm in being cautious. This is a way that we can participate in fighting this virus and not overwhelm our medical professionals and emergency services. Your health is very important to all of us. While some of you would risk your own health, I am not willing to risk everyone else’s health.

I live in Montgomery County. We were locked down yesterday by the Governor. He doesn’t even want us to leave the county. Out of the 22 cases in Pennsylvania, Montgomery County has 13 of them and the news keeps coming in. Now a police officer, a local doctor, and an EMT have all tested positive, at least one of whom is in intensive care.

This was not an easy decision to make. I suggest that you use this time in individual Bible Study, prayer, and meditation. I learned how to use my time well when I was a shut-in taking care of my husband. It wasn’t easy. It wasn’t convenient. But it’s a gift to slow down and think.

You are responsible for your own health, so take this seriously and stay safe.

I will be working from home, so feel free to text, call, or e-mail me during these two weeks.

Love and Prayers,
Pastor Brenda