“I will never cancel worship for football…”
     is a thing I thought once. 
I thought a lot of things. 
But that was before we collectively endured a prolonged pandemic. 
Before I felt the crushing joy and weight of motherhood. 
Before I juggled staff and volunteers who were sick and quarantined and possibly sick. 
Before I watched my people struggle
and struggle
and struggle to do the things life is telling us all we must do. 
Before my theology smashed into our humanity. 
Before I heard the God of our worship whisper…REST. 

So we’ve canceled worship because of football. 
For there is much we thought we knew. 
But this is always true -
    the God of our worship loves her children enough to speak to them a new thing.