New Custodian

I am delighted to welcome Grace Brooks to the church staff as she has agreed to be our custodian. Grace began last week, and does not have a regular schedule yet, but on her first day on the job, she washed the pews three times, because each previous cleaning could not remove all of the grime. We’re delighted she’s agreed to help out and even more delighted with the care she takes.

Next time you see her, offer her your thanks!

Communion Again — December 11, 2022

On Sunday, January 26, 2020, the children’s story of the day was a favorite, “Old Jake’s Skirts.” The story of a bachelor farmer who finds a trunk full of women’s skirts by the side of the road. It is the story of how these skirts of colorful calico bring him back to life. I concluded by saying:

Broken and remade. . . . We don’t have to have suffered cancer, or the plague of crows, to experience the power of a calico skirt in our lives. Old Jake, St. Paul, me — and you — this is our story.

We all deserve love and nurturing — and we deserve it because that is, in its essence, just what it means to be human. It is our job to come to see that. Again and again. And to share it with a full heart. And a full table. . . . .
Join me in celebrating all that is so good.

And together we broke bread and said:

We, who have gathered in this safe and sacred space, from houses and farmhouses, condos and apartments, from Montpelier to Burlington, the Center and Duxbury . . . give thanks and praise for all that is good in the world; for the bridges that connect us across rivers and ideas, the telephone lines that carry words of hope and love and mutual upbuilding.

The Lord’s Supper, which we then celebrated for the last time before the pandemic broke out and stopped us, is something we do not because if we don’t we are somehow not Christian, not because if we don’t we are somehow “in trouble,” but because it is one, often beautiful and tender, way for us to acknowledge that despite our confusions, and our frustrations, despite our illness and losses, we all deserve love and nurturing . . . and that is a gift, freely given to us in our need.

Communion is not a requirement of our faith, it is an opportunity. The deacons and I are planning, provided community Covid-19 levels remain low as they have since early summer, to celebrate communion again. We will serve it by passing plates of the juice and the bread, grateful for this church and for the chance we have to “break bread together.”

The servers and preparers will prepare and serve with the utmost care and concern for good hygiene. We hope you can join us this Sunday, December 11.

Friday News at the White Meeting House — October 15, 2021

October 15, 2021

Waterbury Congregational Church at
The White Meeting House

Waterbury, Vermont 


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Dear friends,

For the second (and she tells me the final) time Polly Sabin is retiring!  I put an exclamation point there, not because I am happy for me or for the church (so very far from it!) but because I am so happy for her and because I hold her with so much regard.  The church will carry on, but we will miss her spark and wit and kindliness and calmness at the front desk.

It will have been six years and a week that Polly has served as your administrator and my right hand woman at the church.  She took control of a calendar that I had managed to completely mess up, double book or otherwise ignore in just the space of a few months.  She keeps her office space clean and tidy and periodically reminds me that I should probably do the same for mine.  To say I will miss her steady presence and happy mien is the understatement of the month.  I will miss the jokes we shared and the fact that nothing was off limits for a bit of fun and I will miss our shared antipathy toward our copier / printer and the “I feel your pain look,” everytime one or the other of us had to do something even only slightly complicated with it.  Polly held with utmost confidence your calls and conversations and the overheard conversations.  She was a consummate professional on the job and shall always be a dear friend.

Polly’s last day  of work will be Monday, November 15.  I hope you’ll stop in for a piece of cake, a cup of coffee and a chance to say “Thank you!” for her seven years at the desk in service to this church.

Thank you Polly.


True happiness is of a retired nature,
and an enemy to pomp and noise;
it arises, in the first place from the enjoyment of one’s self;
and, in the next, from the friendship and conversation of a few select companions.