Once a week I grab my hand sanitizer and face mask and head to the post office to pick up St. John’s mail. It’s an awkward affair; maintaining 6 feet of distance from my neighbors while navigating buildings and society not designed for such expansive expressions of love; resisting urges to constantly adjust my mask so my breath doesn’t fog up my glasses; fumbling to open each piece of mail while wearing sweaty, plastic gloves. And yet, it is one of the most heart-warming events of my week.
Amongst the bills and junk mail are checks from you. It takes my breath away that, at this difficult time, you still make sure to pay your pledges, fund the mustard seed, and entrust our rector to meet the financial needs of the parish. Your commitment to our faith community and our mission is inspiring. To further hearten the staff, the checks are often accompanied by personal notes, simple but profound messages. These let us know you are thinking of us, missing us, appreciating us, and encouraging us.
There is one note I want to share with you.
Even though they have had to find alternative ways to convene, several of the groups that used to meet in our building have chosen to continue making donations to St. John’s. I thought you should know what St. John’s means to many in our community and, just as we have chosen to support neighborhood groups, they are choosing to support us.
Nothing is fine right now; life is awkward, lonely, and scary. I do not know what our future holds, but I do know that God is with us and we are surrounded by love. We truly are all in this together and we will get through this together.
Yours in Christ,
And remember, I am with you always, to the end of the age.
– Matthew 28:20