Two days at the Rockcraft Conference Center was just what I needed. As a member of the Local Church Transformation Committee, the two days were spent in lively conversation with transformational pastors about the present and future of the church. We prayed together in our opening worship:
Then just when we think we’ve got it right
as to where we should go and what we should do;
just when we’re ready to take on the world,
you come, like a beggar, to our back door,
saying, “This is the way.
I am the way.”
And offering us bread and wine.
The loaf of blessing remained in the center of our circle throughout our afternoon conversations as we discussed Reggie McNeal’s book Missional Renaissance. As is the case in many areas of my life lately, I wasn’t completely prepared. I left home on Tuesday without finishing the book. I blame the stress of the move, the busyness of packing and the blessing of my Mom’s visit. Yet I was still able to be part of an inspiring discussion of who we are and who God’s might be calling us to be. And every once in a while the aroma of bread filled the room. For me, it was a reminder of God’s grace.