By Linda Barber
In 1962 a young family with three daughters (a blonde, a red head and a brunette) moved to Worthington. They joined Worthington Presbyterian Church, and the three girls attended Sunday School, sang in the children’s choir (though not in tune), went through confirmation and were involved in the church youth group. In the 1980s, all three daughters were married in this church.
Yes, this is my story. I am the red-haired middle child. I married my high school sweetheart, Jeff, here in 1980. We’ve been blessed with two daughters, Laura and Samantha, who were baptized in this sanctuary. They attended Sunday school, sang in Choir Plus, received their bibles in third grade, went through confirmation, enjoyed many Youth Group trips, visited Montaña de Luz with me, and each represented the youth on Session. Our oldest daughter married here in 2009. Our first grandchild, Guinevere, was baptized here, and our second grandchild, Thaddeus, will be baptized here in the fall. And yes, we have gathered together, in these pews, for memorial services for family members and dear friends.
I attend worship with my husband on Sundays surrounded by so many wonderful people. Some of you were my neighbors, others are parents of our daughters’ friends. Some we met while working together on church committees or volunteer opportunities. And still others, we have met simply by sitting next to you during a Sunday service. My life and my faith have been shaped in many ways by my membership here at Worthington Presbyterian Church, and I bet that is true for many of you.
So, here’s what I have come to realize: Even if I don’t know all of you personally, you are my church family with whom I grew up, and I’d like to say thank you. These events and memories in my life wouldn’t have happened without your generosity.
So many members volunteer countless hours supporting our youth, working on mission projects, serving on church committees, singing in choir or serving in leadership roles. While you may not think about it often, you are impacting lives. You have impacted mine, and I thank you.
This beautiful sanctuary, the classrooms, the offices, Hazelton Fellowship Hall, the choir room, the chapel, the kitchen, the bridal room – all are maintained, heated, cooled, cleaned because of funds that come from you. These are places that shaped my life, the lives of our members and others in our community. To all of you who pledge annually, or who simply put what you can in the offering plate, I thank you.
Our wonderful pastoral staff – they nourish our souls, comfort us in our darkest hours, encourage us and celebrate with us. They are here helping me continue my journey of faith, because you choose to return a portion of what God has given you to our church, and I thank you.
So this is my story. It’s the story of a little red-headed tomboy, who grew up in this church, and is so thankful she did.