With every move and change in ministry,
there is a time to find your place.
A time to observe what is happening.
A time to contemplate what is needed.
We have not been without ministry in our new home,
but as we passed our 1 year in OR,
I began to feel like I had observed enough.
The music ministry has been a place of ministry for me.
Hubby is back to teaching fairly regularly.
But what else?
Is anyone else frustrated by the fear of personal interaction that the virus has promoted?
It makes it difficult to distribute tracts and definitely has shut down door-to-door for a while.
Recently, hubby helped me lead an outreach to police in our area.
I was upset by the struggles of officers in the nearby cities of Portland and Seattle.
Drawing on a couple of ministry ideas from our former church,
we asked church members to bring in snacks for police.
Using 4 big laundry baskets,
we were able to give to State Police and 2 town's police and sheriff's offices.
Flavored waters were labeled with our thanks.
Treats were packaged with a tract (similar to our treat bags at Christmas).
The feedback from those who participated was positive
and we received positive remarks from those who received the baskets.
I forgot to take pictures of the finished gift baskets,
but here was the start.
By the end, they were overflowing.
And a quilted, embroidered note of thanks was on the side of each basket.
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