Many of my parishioners are quite elderly. And while they span the gamut of health and activity, most of them are quite mentally sharp and not the least bit shy about sharing their opinion with “pastor.” After all, a young thing like me, only in her fourth decade, can always benefit from their accumulated wisdom. And they are quite right.
They are all exceptional folks, each in his or her way. But occasionally, I am blown away by just how exceptional they are. Follow me below the squiggle of gobsmackitude for a brief anecdote.