Building Update: Not Much Honestly but Stress

                Stress.  Little word, big consequences.  The latest?  Arriving Sunday to find a “Sorry We Missed You” note from the USPS.  It was a letter from the Insurance Company.  They have just come through with our adjusters, so what stress jumped to mind?  Was this a flat denial?  What did they want?  Were we being dropped from coverage because we opened our mouths?

                Add a new layer of stress at the superstitious reaction to thinking we might be dropped…  If you dare to say the bad thing out loud, it is going to happen...superstitions.

                The thinking part of my brain told me that this was too soon for any decision making.  This was likely a letter informing us officially that they had been through.  And that is what it was.

                The letter simply stated they were informing us a formal walk through had taken place (and including a lot of relevant passages from our policy for clarification).

                The stress of the decision is down the line. 

                The standard Christian response is to turn your stress over to Jesus.  Know what you can control and what you cannot, the first part work hard on, the second, trust.  Maybe I can convince myself of that in my head.  But my gut still feels it.

                So, where do we stand with the situation?  We wait.  The mitigation against the mold continues.  We had a walk through about that and the levels are definitely lower.  We did authorize a small clean up at the base of the stairs down to the auditorium.  There was a lot of debris that, as we pass through high summer, needed to be dealt with.

                When will the sanctuary be open again?  This fall.  When?  I do not know yet.  So we wait.  And we stress.  And we trust Jesus.

                It is tough when trusting Jesus has to be more than just words that pass from our lips but something we have to get our minds, hearts, and guts into line with.

Peace,

Pastor Peter