WAITING AT THE WRONG DOOR
Just got back from the second part of the school trip - picking Jace up. Didn't do well. This morning they told me that you meet students at the back door, so I found a back door and waited there. When no kids whatever emerged and it was ten minutes after dismissal, I realized there was a problem.
Back in the school office where a relieved young man was waiting to see his grandfather, I then discovered that the back door is a couple of hundred feet along from the main entrance, facing south like the main door.
When I went to school, if the front door faced south, the back door would have faced north. But what do I know? In my day kids did what they were told, we wrote with pencils, took no snacks with us and had never seen a computer.
On the way home with my young charge I had a telephone conversation with a friend from another state who was telling me about another pastor trying desperately to bring his church into the 1990's.
My experience and that phone call remind me of two dangers for churches. They're looking for people in the wrong places and at best they're a decade behind.
Day late - dollar short.
Back in the school office where a relieved young man was waiting to see his grandfather, I then discovered that the back door is a couple of hundred feet along from the main entrance, facing south like the main door.
When I went to school, if the front door faced south, the back door would have faced north. But what do I know? In my day kids did what they were told, we wrote with pencils, took no snacks with us and had never seen a computer.
On the way home with my young charge I had a telephone conversation with a friend from another state who was telling me about another pastor trying desperately to bring his church into the 1990's.
My experience and that phone call remind me of two dangers for churches. They're looking for people in the wrong places and at best they're a decade behind.
Day late - dollar short.
posted by Roger Blackmore | 5:01 PM
<< Home