Posted by:
msmom
(
)
Date: January 29, 2012 05:11PM
First Parish Church in Chelmsford sits next to the town common. It is as New England looking as a church can be. Its steeple and clock tower are under repair and are nearly completed. People have attended church there since 1635.
I have attended church there since 1997. Off and on I report about it here because in 2000, when I started doing so, Susan said it was ok. A few board participants have visited there as well. If you had visited there today, here is what you would have encountered:
The service began with piano music, “The Welcome Table.” Congregation member, John, lit the chalice with several readings from Horace Mann. The choir sang. Our intern minister Russ gave the official welcome. (Russ, interestingly, spent 30 years in Utah, a nevermo with Morton Thiokol. He determined late in his career that ministry would be more interesting than rocket science. He and his wife are with us for a year while he gets some experience “in the trenches.”)
The usual business of announcements and updates and more music was followed by a “for all ages” presentation. This involved learning the origins of the spiritual, “the welcome table,” and singing it as well. There was an open shout out of who we might find at our diverse welcome table. “All races!” “People with disabilities!” ‘Wealthy people!” “Poor people!” “Republicans!” “gay people” and so on. The song was sung and the children and their teachers left to attend their religious education classes.
A collection was taken. There were Bible readings and modern readings and then Rev. Ellen’s sermon (you can listen to it here, it is 17 minutes long – if you hear someone call out “could you say that again? – that was me!:
http://www.uuchelmsford.org/about-us/our-minister/current-sermons/serie/6.html.)
The main message was that since UUs come from so many other religious backgrounds we sometimes get ourselves caught up in what we are not rather than what we can become as a religious movement.
After the sermon, the congregation shared joys and concerns. A final song, a final prayer by Russ (http://www.uuchelmsford.org/about-us/intern-minister.html) as we stood holding hands, sitting to listen to the last piece of music and we were all off to the downstairs vestry for coffee and conversation. I hadn’t been to church since before Christmas. It felt good to be back.