MORGAN'S MOMENT
It didn't happen…
       the Y2K crash, I mean.
Some prepared…
        most not.
Nothing to be ashamed of
        either way.
The old Boy Scout motto…
        “Be Prepared!”
        is still good.
Being unprepared
        was a gamble
        that we could have lost.
Our neighbor on the loop
        was preparing 
       on Christmas Day.
Firing his assault weapon
       preparing to defend
       against crazed hoards.
There's no safe place or time…
       and no safe preparation
       against disaster.
Criminologists say our homes
       are more dangerous 
       than any place in the world.
When it comes to Y2K
       or any other feared threat
       the worst danger is us.
             - Art Morgan 
MOMENT MINISTRIES        Jan. 10, 2000
25921 SW Airport Ave.   Corvallis, OR 97333   541-753-3942
email at  a-morgan@peak.org


January "MOMENT"
THURSDAY, JANUARY 20th
A potluck moment to begin the new year.
(We also do our mini-mini-Annual Meeting as by-laws require)
Gather at 6.   Eat at 6:30

 
SINCE LAST WE MET
     The annual Christmas Eve event at the Deli was another success. Thanks to all who had a part in setting up and taking down.  (Actually, we take down and set up).  It's a job to dismantle a pub, then put it back into serving condition. 
     After family festivities on Christmas morning we (Jean and Art) drove to Ashland, then on to Palo Alto. We returned to Ken and Marilyn’s Ashland home for New Year's Eve festivities.
     A baptismal service for a Salter granddaughter, Emma, was without doubt one of the very last to take place in the 20th century.  It was my final “moment ministry” of the year.

CONNECTIONS
     They come in such a flurry, we barely pay them their due.  Christmas greetings, I mean.  After Christmas we pull out cards and letters for a second look.  Some send photos which overcome the illusion that we are not aging. There are many grandchildren reported, full of love and affection, not to mention achievements. Our friends are prolific with exceptionally good genes.  Not all news is good, of course.  What amazes is that we have these connections.  Not only these, but many others as well. I know we don't get a Christmas greeting out to all we think of as “connections.”  It's a project to connect. But what is life all about anyway?
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MY FIRST CHURCH SECRETARY
      I was just a high school guy when I first met Lola.  I came to church mostly to play basketball and baseball. No pray, no play, as they say. I would come around sometimes to play Ping-Pong with the Youth minister, Hayden Stewart. When I was an officer in the youth group, then in the student group, I would often go to the church office. That's where Lola was.
      Lola was a Church Secretary. I didn't know much about secretaries in those days. I only know that if you wanted to get something announced, you saw Lola.  And if you wanted to set a date for something, it was Lola who knew what was happening when and where. And usually why.
      I came on staff for a year as Minister of Youth.  That made it official. Lola was staff secretary. My secretary too. I didn't have a clue about how to make good use of a secretary. I think she sort of steered me straight when I didn't know it. As memory serves, my work got done.  She was in all the staff meetings with her ready smile and laugh.  She had a good spirit and a good sense of what was going on.
      We exchanged letters occasionally while I was off doing Seminary.  I counted on her being in the office—as she always seemed to be—whenever I showed up.  She was a connection during some big church events of my life, including wedding, ordination, and child dedications. 
      She was largely responsible for my moving to Los Angeles. Her brother, Clarence was on the pulpit committee there. Lola recommended me. 
      After 25 years of pulpit ministry, I quit.  My first Sunday was at University Christian Church, where Lola greeted cheerfully, then with disappointment at my quitting. When I expressed uncertainty about what I would do next, she hoped I would at least keep writing. I told her I had thought of publishing occasional “Moments.”  Lola immediately wrote out a check for $50.00.
      Now, that hit me. I had not thought of outside financial help.  In fact, we have never solicited financial support. It was a compliment and a nudge. And it was a sacrifice. I knew that Lola was not a person of financial means.  What church secretary is?
      So, Lola became the first contributor to Moment Ministries.  We've been going for 21 years since that time.  She launched the ship.  I promised her a lifetime subscription to the Blue Sheet. (It continues to Dale!)
      I learned from watching Lola that it's not the Minister who makes the church go, it's the Church Secretary.  I've always remembered that and appreciated the various secretaries I've had along the way. They can thank Lola for my appreciation of that job.
      There must be a special place in the Whatever Comes Next for Church Secretaries. Lola’s on her way.  I’d bet she's still smiling.
Art Morgan, Jan. 2000