My parents grew up in and near
I should say that of all my blessings, my parents and siblings were among the first and best and most enduring. All of them are smart and interesting people. They have great spouses and children, and I love spending time with them.
On Sunday, June 20, my mom and I attended worship at
When I was growing up, since this was grandpa and grandma’s church, we attended worship at First occasionally. My home pastor’s name was Pastor (Stan) Carlson. The pastor at First at the time was Pastor (John) Carlson. Consequently, I thought all pastors were named “Pastor Carlson.”
It may have been because I was with my mom, but
First has a great sanctuary. I’ve always loved it. The room feels sort of diamond shaped with 2 walls of glass looking out over a beautiful lawn. The pews are arranged in a gentle v-shape, so that it almost feels like a church in the round… not quite, but almost. Front and center is a very traditional looking altar and pulpit arrangement.
The worship service was right out of the ELW (that’s our hymnal too), and was very straightforward.
The pastor at First is a woman. Now since women have been ordained for 30 years in the ELCA this is not the least bit surprising; but since the only pastor I’ve heard preach regularly for the past 9 years is a man (and me) it was a pleasant and noticeable difference. The pastor was poised and graceful in her leadership and had a preaching manner that was gentle and clear.
I don’t think women or men are inherently better in the role of pastor, but I do think that our gender often brings different gifts to that role. It’s hard for me to imagine a church without pastors of both genders.
I’ve long thought that Algona was the quintessential
That’s enough for now, more later.
Pastor
Thanks Bill for the lovely review of our church. I love you, too. Mom
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