In Honor Of
In Honor Of Theology in the Trenches By Kathleen Kjolhaug The carpet redo at church was for real. For real the troops gathered to get-er-done, and they did. After months of planning and raising the funds needed, the install would soon begin. The hour was upon us. Things had to be moved and removed as the walls were to be painted, the library redistributed, the piano and organ moved before it could be moved back in. You get the picture. It's interesting the grieving process which takes place within the pockets of the familiar. The old had served a purpose, and while the new would soon be ushered in, there was respectful pause as items were sifted and shifted. The carpet still held its hue although the green and red swirls were now well beyond dated. Saluting within our hearts those who had chosen it, took place each time a portion was carried out. Someday, I thought, when they pull up that which we are about to lay down, someone, too, will remember the generatio...
