Yesterday was our third Sunday in the Harlem 1st
ward. If you ever come to church with
us, you will hear the Bishop explain what the sacrament is, why we take it and
then at the end he will ask for new members and visitors to introduce themselves. After each introduction, the entire
congregation replies “Welcome!” in about as friendly and enthusiastic voice as
you can imagine. At first it felt quite
alarming, but “The Harlem Welcome” is already become endearing and welcoming.
It is so great to be in a ward where the gospel is taught each week, and where
there are real walk-ins and investigators coming every week. In that regard, this ward reminds me a lot of
Costa Rica… very friendly people, unassuming, coming to church to learn the
principles of the gospel and practice them.
I can tell I’m going to like it here.
There is a convert baptism this week—Michael is so excited to have the
gospel, you can feel his soft heart and joy at having answers, comfort and
guidance in his life.
There is one sister who I met my first Sunday who has been
an exceptionally good friend to me. That first week, she sat in the hall with
me during Sunday School, passing snacks between our two baby girls and visiting
about life in NYC- mom style. She
answered lots of questions and gave me confidence about this endeavor.
While she has 3 kids and has lived in the city over 10 years, she was really
eager to find our commonalities and get me involved. She and others have said
that the mom group in the ward is a no drama, happy group of friends. She said “none of us have family out here and
we all need each other.” That week she
called me three times, inviting me to various events and keeping me in the
loop. On our Brooklyn pool day, she met
me at a closer stop so I wouldn’t have to go all the way alone. Through a series of unfortunate events, I
was about twenty minutes late. Once we
met up, she was nothing but happy to see me and curious about my story- not a
bit miffed that she and her three young children were sweating and bored down
at the platform for almost half an hour.
Is that a good friend or what!?!?
Our ward does have a bit of Harlem flair, which adds to the
thrill of testimony meeting and Sunday school commentary. But, for the most part, the ward is made up of
working professionals and a few students.
We are a very diverse ward family in race, income level and life stage.
That only goes to show that the Gospel of Jesus Christ is for everyone… fashion
models, people without teeth, students, elderly, single people, families,
everyone! We are glad to be part of a
ward family and we are excited to be settled and getting involved!
6 comments:
After reading this, I can hardly wait to receive "the Harlem Aloha"! Sounds like a lot of vibe and energy there that we're missing out on here! You pulled me right into your story as usual! You should consider writing a column of some kind! :)
Glad you're recording great adventures missy!
This is Chelsea typing, not Chris the aviator. :)
that's what I love about non-Utah wards--the members actually need each other.
What an awesome friend!
She sounds like a keeper. So glad you're sending down roots. You always bloom where you're planted.
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