Sunday, Sept 6 Communion Service at 11.15 a.m. at McDowell
Sunday, Sept 13 Worship at 11.15 a.m. at McDowell
Mon Sept 14 MVFD meeting at 7.30 p.m.
Tues Sept 15 Presbyterian Women (PW) meet at 10.00 a.m. in the fellowship hall
Sunday, Sept 20 Worship at 11:15
Session meets following worship
Tues Sept 22 Bible Study resumes at 9 a.m. at the Manse (Beth’s house)
Sunday, Sept 27 Worship at 11:15
Sat Oct 3 Animal Blessing Parade & Service starting at 10.30 a.m. at Obaugh’s parking lot
McDowell Presbyterian has a handicapped-accessible rest-room, a ramp for ease of entrance from the
gravel parking lot at the rear of the building, and large print bulletins and devotionals.
in beautiful HIGHLAND COUNTY, VIRGINIA
FROM BETH'S DESK:
Some September trivia from Wikipedia: “September begins on the same day of the week as December every year, because there are 91 days separating September and December, which is a multiple of seven (the number of days in the week). No other month ends on the same day of the week as September in any year.”
September lodges Labor Day, the beginning of fall, the autumnal equinox, Grandparents’ Day and a whole host of events, some related to the natural turn of events (such as harvest), some not (such as Take Someone To the Doctor Week), and, some, like returning to school, a combination of the two.
Harvest and back-to-school times remind us of the cycle of things, of beginnings and endings, of coming full circle to the point in a life that is exactly the same and completely different at the same time.
And so it is with a life of faith: every week we gather to worship; every season we observe rituals marking a pilgrim’s movement through time; every year we mark beginnings and endings and begin again.
May this beginning, this ending, in your life and the lives you hold dear, be especially blessed . . . may the days of hot and nights of cold quicken your hearts towards The One who holds climate and weather on a breath of a promise of an echo in time . . . may the full liveness of dying things rekindle the joy of living in your own heart . . . may the beginning of a season of endings renew within your own spirit the knowledge and purpose of your own being.