From the Pastor, February 24, 2018

TO the Church of Jesus Christ in the Litchfield community:

I know your deeds, that you are neither cold nor hot. I wish you were either one or the other! (Rev 3:15-16) Paul got his wish for us this past week. We were both cold and hot! Both temperatures are a gift from our Creator/Sustainer of heaven and earth. Each day was a gift, the gift of life.

You are probably wondering whether there is a worship service tomorrow. A cancellation plan is in place. You will receive a phone call from one of the elders if church is cancelled. If it is NOT cancelled, we have another activity planned, this time in the Sanctuary.

Happy vacation to teachers, parents, and students!

World Compliment Day is March 1. Let’s continue the Compliment Challenge. Stars are available on the back table.

Lent is a time to assess our spiritual walk with God. Let’s take an in-depth look at our hearts, minds, and actions. Time, Talent, and Treasure. May our roots go deeper in Christ, and may the planting go on in our hearts, even as it is going on in the McQuesten greenhouses!

I pray that God’s glorious riches may strengthen you with power through God’s Holy Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. And I pray that you will be rooted and established in love. Ephesians 3:16-18



A Jewish couple had a son who was . . . well . . . a holy terror. By the time for his bar mitzvah, he’d been kicked out of every school they put him in. Desperate, the parents went to the rabbi for advice. The good rabbi stroked his beard and meditated. Finally, he told them to enroll the boy in Catholic school. The shocked parents did as their rabbi directed and took their son to the nuns at St. Jude’s and left him. After school, the son came home and said, “Good afternoon, Papa. Good afternoon, Mama.” The young man went to the table and did on his homework. The parents looked at each other in amazement, afraid to speak. The mother wrung her hands and the father twisted his beard all the while their boy helped serve the evening meal, bowed his head for prayers of thanks, and even helped with the dishes. No longer able to contain himself, the father asked, “We’re ever so grateful, my son, but what in Moses’s name did they do to you?” Papa, when you left, the nun took me from class to class all day, each time saying they knew how to deal with rowdy boys. Those Catholics mean business! They got some Jewish guy nailed up on boards in every room!”