Perhaps it’s just the UK. Or maybe I’ve managed to breach the space-time continuum through some unseen portal here in Surrey. But. In the last 24 hours I’ve received not one, but two separate apologies from two separate pastors of churches I once attended. How weird is that?!!
Gee, do you think I might expect at least ONE more? I won’t hold my breath. (Blue is not my best colour.)
All feeble attempts at humour aside, this is very weird for me. Completely unforeseen. And, I confess, I’m not sure how to respond. Graciousness is not my strong suit of late. (I may need to spend time with the most gracious person I know, Triple D, when I get back to T.dot. Perhaps he can give me a few lessons.)
And I’m not prepared to just say “oh, that’s okay.” It’s not. And that response will neither help them or me (and my family.)
I am encouraged, however.