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The concert on Friday night was quite fun. The band gave their greatest performance yet. I brought my camera as you can see from this, this, and this. It was nice to just hang out with people our own age.
Speaking of people our own age, Jenelle and I went to Grace Church this morning after the service at Our Savior's. We thoroughly enjoyed the service. I saw someone who attended Our Savior's back when I was in middle school, and I saw one of my co-workers playing the saxophone in the worship band. Everything was fine except for one small issue.
In the pews is a "Welcome Guest!" card that explains a few different things about the church. There was a section to fill out to give to an usher/staff person, so we filled that part out. Also, Jenelle and I were particularly intrigued by the following paragraph:
Welcome Room
On your way out of the building today, please stop in the Welcome Room. It's located to your right as you exit through the center sanctuary doors. There you will find regular Grace Church attendees and a staff member who can answer questions for you, give you a tour of the building and help you get connected!
I'm thinking: "Yes! That's exactly what we're looking for. We can get a tour of the place (which is huge) and ask about opportunities to meet more people our age. I wish Our Savior's had room for something like that!" After the service ended, we had no trouble locating the Welcome Room. Through the window, we noticed several comfortable chairs. The room wasn't as big as I imagined it. In fact, it resembled a waiting room that you might find at a doctor's office, minus the reception window. Oh yeah, and there was one more problem.
The room was empty.
Besides the furniture, there wasn't a soul inside the Welcome Room. We walked around for a moment, wondering if perhaps the welcomers hadn't arrived yet or had taken a break for some reason. The room remained empty. Jenelle and I had some decision-making to do. We both decided that we shouldn't have to ASK for somebody to welcome us. That didn't seem right. It's like when you want your spouse to buy you a gift for a special occasion but you don't want to have to ASK him/her to buy you a gift. He/she should just know. We also wouldn't have felt right sitting down in some of those chairs, like we were waiting to begin some sort of counseling session.
We took our comment card, added the phrase "Why was the Welcome Room empty after the service?", gave it to someone at a desk in the center of the building, and headed home. Our phone number and e-mail address is on the comment card, so I'm hoping that someone gives us a call or an e-mail so that we can tell them about our unique experience. I'll be happy to share our story.
So, to the folks at Grace Church -- keep up the good work, and make sure you put someone in your Welcome Room. We'll be back to check on your progress. :)
One more thing before I end this entry.
Happy Birthday, Ashby!
Speaking of people our own age, Jenelle and I went to Grace Church this morning after the service at Our Savior's. We thoroughly enjoyed the service. I saw someone who attended Our Savior's back when I was in middle school, and I saw one of my co-workers playing the saxophone in the worship band. Everything was fine except for one small issue.
In the pews is a "Welcome Guest!" card that explains a few different things about the church. There was a section to fill out to give to an usher/staff person, so we filled that part out. Also, Jenelle and I were particularly intrigued by the following paragraph:
Welcome Room
On your way out of the building today, please stop in the Welcome Room. It's located to your right as you exit through the center sanctuary doors. There you will find regular Grace Church attendees and a staff member who can answer questions for you, give you a tour of the building and help you get connected!
I'm thinking: "Yes! That's exactly what we're looking for. We can get a tour of the place (which is huge) and ask about opportunities to meet more people our age. I wish Our Savior's had room for something like that!" After the service ended, we had no trouble locating the Welcome Room. Through the window, we noticed several comfortable chairs. The room wasn't as big as I imagined it. In fact, it resembled a waiting room that you might find at a doctor's office, minus the reception window. Oh yeah, and there was one more problem.
The room was empty.
Besides the furniture, there wasn't a soul inside the Welcome Room. We walked around for a moment, wondering if perhaps the welcomers hadn't arrived yet or had taken a break for some reason. The room remained empty. Jenelle and I had some decision-making to do. We both decided that we shouldn't have to ASK for somebody to welcome us. That didn't seem right. It's like when you want your spouse to buy you a gift for a special occasion but you don't want to have to ASK him/her to buy you a gift. He/she should just know. We also wouldn't have felt right sitting down in some of those chairs, like we were waiting to begin some sort of counseling session.
We took our comment card, added the phrase "Why was the Welcome Room empty after the service?", gave it to someone at a desk in the center of the building, and headed home. Our phone number and e-mail address is on the comment card, so I'm hoping that someone gives us a call or an e-mail so that we can tell them about our unique experience. I'll be happy to share our story.
So, to the folks at Grace Church -- keep up the good work, and make sure you put someone in your Welcome Room. We'll be back to check on your progress. :)
One more thing before I end this entry.
Happy Birthday, Ashby!
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