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December 31, 2016

    It is the end of another year. It is also the eve of a New Year. We have decisions to make.

Will we change anything about our lives? Will we be more aware of the needs of others? Will we focus more on our own needs? Will we desire to grow or are we content to stay where we are. Please now that we are created , redeemed, and loved, to serve God who is the same yesterday, today, and forever (Hebrews 13:8).

    At the same time, we serve a cr...

December 30, 2016

    I think I am an average athlete. As I age though, that notion does decline, but never the less I like to compete and have fun in all kinds of sports.  Whether I would toss the football around or a Frisbee, I have this mantra. If I can touch the ball or disc, I should be able to catch it. I am currently catching about 38% of all things thrown my way. In baseball, hitting .380 would be great. In football dropping 62% of the passes would find me...

December 29, 2016

    I used to do a little knitting. Back 45 years ago, I watched my mom and sisters sit around knitting and marveled at the things they would make. In my mind, I thought I might like to try to do the same. Mom taught me some rudimentary knitting skills and I was off! Have I ever mentioned how my patience varies from day to day?  If I had been able to stay the course, I could be in a knitting Hall of Fame I'm sure. But, instead, I produced many it...

December 28, 2016

    Isn't it great to assign blame to someone or something?  They did it!  The dog did it! The cat did it

Sometimes, bad things happen and we still want to blame a person or object for the problem. Assigning blame somewhere may help us feel less helpless. It may help us explain how and why people die and bad things happen. It makes us feel better in some way....I guess?

About this time every year, I hear people lamenting the pas...

December 27, 2016

    I remember that time in our second pastoral appointment when I had to unlock a particular church door. I looked at the keyring and pondered which key might work. I had no clue, so I did what every clueless pastor does, I tried them all. I have noticed that rarely do I ever guess correctly the first or second attempt. As I neared the last two of about a dozen keys, I finally found the correct one to gain entrance into the locked space. Lesson...

December 26, 2016

Name a few things that hurt when you step on them....and go!

1. Legos

2. Any toy (for that matter)

3. Jacks

4. Pine needles

    and

5. These insidious things....

The aftermath of Christmas is filled with used wrapping paper, empty boxes, leftovers, strewn toys and clothing, and the tags off all them. The things that hold those tags in place are what has me intrigued today. Twice...okay, it was more like four times yesterday, I stepped on the remnan...

December 25, 2016

    It's Christmas! It's the story of the beginning of salvation. It is God's gift to humanity. We are the recipients of all these things. Today is Sunday worship! Today is our day to say thank you.

But last night, we received something quite significant. Last night, we did something quite significant.

    Our Christmas Eve service spanned the God narrative and began in Genesis then ended in the hope of Jesus second coming in the future....

December 24, 2016

    Y'all know I dabble at running. More for my health than any aspirations of winning an event.  I've run 5z, 10k, half marathons and competed in Tough Mudders. We always think about 'the wait' for a few days leading up to the actual event. Even though I have zero chance of winning, there is still a giddiness, nervousness, and harnessed excitement that throttles around in my belly and chest. Waiting is the hardest part.

    A...

December 23, 2016

    Somewhere there is a baby crying. Possible reasons for this outburst are many. The baby might be hungry, in pain, in need of a diaper change, tired, teething, ill, too cold or hot.  The echoes of our own crying babies still resonate through my mind. We remember nights without sleep and days without peace. What we wouldn't do to calm our children and keep them comfortable.

    The worst possible feelings for us occ...