to beat back the darkness. I grieved for the
people this move had hurt. I struggled with
whether I even had the right to mourn,
when it was us who had put this move
into motion in the first place.
I experienced the camaraderie and
community of our fledgling congregation
in a way that was beautiful.
And I bumped up against cold shoulders in grocery stores.
One person who loves Jesus very much
gave me a cold stare over the potatoes. I
wanted to give a dirty look back. And that
I realized then that I was a little bit
angry too. At them, for not coming along,
for not believing and agreeing it was the
right thing to do, for not trusting my husband – for not making this easier for me.
Why, oh why, does it always have to
be so painful and embarrassing to grow
It has been almost three years since the
day of the storm.
Our congregation, New Song Anglican Church, purchased the ugly duckling
building in town. We pulled up royal blue
carpet and laid down sturdy wood floors.
We broke through concrete walls to create
We bought an old communion table
from a church that was closing down, and
painted it a new colour.
We set up comfortable chairs, and with
God’s grace they are filling.
I had an accidental coffee the other day
with the woman of the cold potato look
from our old church.
We were both in the same café, waiting
for people who didn’t show.
I forced myself on her, basically. And
by God’s amazing grace, and with just
enough time gone by, she let me. FT
Karen Stiller of Port Perry, ont., is a
senior editor at Faith Today.
New Song anglican church is in the process of transforming an ugly duckling building in port perry.