The Last Morning Worship

Marcia did an amazing liturgical dance; a renowned jazz pianist and preacher played for her. An excellent female black soloist graced us and received a standing ovation. The resident bishop of Mississippi preached (from memory, for once!). The theme was "releasing hope." We will have a closing worship tonight when we finish...who knows when that will be. All of the worship has been amazing.
Calling us back to order after the morning break, Mark led "Here I am to Worship," and he changed the line "I'll never know how much it cost/To see my sin upon that cross" to "To see your love upon that cross." I like the change, not that I had a major objection to the original.

Saturday Morning Worship

Worship this morning was really cool. The passage of Nicodemus asking about being "born again" was read; the sermon focused on how often Methodists regard their baptism as being born again and forget that we're not finished yet! We went through a very cool remembrance of our baptism: the Confirmation kids from the Central Texas Conference (confirmation=becoming a member in the Church) walked through the arena with leaves and bowls of water, dipped the branches in the water, and sprinkled us. It was an awesome way for teenagers about to be confirmed to participate. The music was great too, but that is always the case.