The Rock Makes A Difference

Sometimes it’s hard to believe in Lucy McCorkle’s mantra. Lucy and Ev were members of the Lakewood United Church of Christ in Colorado. [circa 1973-80] Lucy, a great combination of heart and energy and creativity, helped me beyond words in having Sunday School [we called it that then] and Adult Education make differences.

Once, probably an ebb day for me, she knocked on my door, entered my office, and had her “Lucy-I-got-something-for-you” grin. She didn’t say a word, but put a rock on my desk, pointed to it, “That’s for you; don’t forget it.”

She left.

Well, truth? Lucy has never left my heart. Never.

The rock: “I’m me; I’m beautiful, cuz God don’t make junk!”

At times, especially these dawning days [or are they dawning daze?] I’m not sure…about me…or about around me.

But. [Follow the conjunctive “but” for truth]:

I regain the focus when I learned Muslims raised more than enough money to fix the Jewish cemetery in St. Louis, where gravestones were over-turned.

And every church and synagogue in one community offered their church keys to a Muslim congregation whose building was razed by arson.

I regain focus when I learn the 16 year old who sang at President Trump’s inauguration asked Trump if she and her transgender sister can meet with Trump.

I regain focus when I read from clergy colleagues whose commitment to bricks and budget is considerable, but a commitment to passion and community linking with community needs is so much greater. Yes!

I regain focus when I spend days [last 2 weeks] with grandchildren whose knowledge is growing but whose love for each other is without limits…and who wish for Grampa Mark to stay a while longer.

Thank you, Lucy…YOU have been the rock my whole life. Yep. For sure. Forever.

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About Mark H Miller

Diane and I live in Leander, Texas. This past June 17, 2015 I celebrated the 49th anniversary of my ordination. We returned to Texas after three years in Washington, during which I served as interim minister in Bellevue/Eastgate and Mercer Island. Am planning to begin a 5th novel that will have my protagonist, Tricia Gleason, serve a year in licensed ministry in Snoqualmie, Washington. The novel, "The Lemon Drop Didn't Melt," will find Tricia wrestling with ministry challenges. None of which more daunting than someone wanting her breathing to stop. All the published novels are available on Amazon and Amazon Kindle under Mark Henry Miller. A primary goal in our return to Texas is to make sure grandchildren get lots of attention--here and in Chicago and Washington, D.C. Traveling is definitely an activity that will not slow down. With that, of course, fishing will happen. To that the t-shirt is apt, "I fish; therefore I am." In addition to novels, the book of Blogs, "Voice Of My Heart," is also available on Amazon.
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