I'm learning about welcoming from a 7 year old.
Last week, the "yellow visitor cards" arrived in my box. These are those cards that folks fill out who are "visitors" and they use the little golf pencil to write their contact info. I collected several cards, left a few "welcome!" voice mail messages and wrote simply notes to a few.
This week, I received an email from one of the vestry members. She wrote,
"...I haven't actually met you in person yet ...We received the nicest
handwritten note from you today in our mailbox addressed to our son, (name withheld), who is 7 years old.
I think he must have
filled out a card from a pew and dropped it into the offering plate. He
is precocious to say the least so I am sorry if you mistook him for a visitor
to the parish. ...Anyhow, I
am looking forward to meeting you and hoping that you get to spend some time
our congregation's younger children and their families...Welcome to
Tucson . We are so glad that you are
So, while I was busy welcoming a new visitor, they were welcoming me!
God continues to show up in the most unexpected places.