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2018 October NEWSLETTER

Even in the Northwoods,our Hearts are Restless until they Rest in Christ

Pastor’s Page: “My Playground Revisited.”My apologies for my last article. The article was an intentional obtuse piece of writing, what was not intentional, however, were several additional issues: the article was changed in transmission from one word processing program to another … lines were dropped out, sections were repeated, and interpretive illustrations were omitted. When I looked at the final product which arrived in the mail I moaned audibly. The following will flesh-out some of the obscurity: I led our little adult church group across Cache Bay in Quetico provincial park. Kay Krans paddled in the

bow of my canoe. Kath Wilson, our octogenarian, paddled in the stern of the second with Jeff Krans providing power at the bow . As I paddled across the calm water, I thought about the motion of paddling. After thousands of hours, my movements with the paddle have become second nature. After the initial stroke of the paddle, I move through a series of patterned motions. I twist my lower wrist and with pressure on flat of the paddle’s thin carbon fiber blade as I slice it forward. The outward pressure subtly yet forcefully compensates for my stronger paddling position in the stern. The blade’s outer edge cuts inward, twists into an arc, and the opposite power plane of the paddle’s blade pulls forcefully backward. The pattern repeats again and again. Stroke after stroke eight, twelve, twenty thousand times each day. The repeated strokes become so automatic they no longer require active thought. While my body continues its repetitive patterning, I time my strokes with those of Kay

in the bow, and the canoe slides gracefully forward toward the Silver Falls portage.At the top of the falls, the gear is off-loaded from the still floating and tethered canoes. The packs are stacked off to the side in a group. Sitting there in their huddle, they lay like sardines in a can. One a bit longer than another. One a bit fat, the other a bit thin. One tattered and torn, another bright and crisp. Heavily they lay. I pick one up, slide into the harness and sigh a bit as I stand beside the 17-foot canoe. Sitting on the water before me it seems like an old friend. The ash gunwales providing the canoe with shape and strength are bruised and stained. They look tired and worn; banged up and scarred. The hull itself is scratched and gouged. Epoxy resin and S-glass fabric cover the deeper wounds. One stiff bandage of hardened resin barely conceals the gash beneath, and a third composite patch is worn and threadbare barely protecting its wound. Each scratch, crack, and repaired part of the canoe reminds me of a trip, an experience, and a story. The stout arm of the center thwart broaches the gap from the gunwale on the port side of the craft to the other on the starboard. The ash thwart with its scalloped-out center is the portage yoke. A pair of thick soft pads are mounted on either side of the scalloped cut-out to lessen some of the canoe’s “bite” into your shoulders. I snap the two 11 oz carbon-fiber bent-shaft paddles into place and tuck the painter lines under their respective elastic loops on the bow and stern decks. I lift the canoe up near the end of the yoke closest to me and rest it on my thigh. I steady the canoe, reaching one hand across to the far

side and grip the thwart with my palm facing the bow of the canoe. I steady the canoe again for a second, and then with a slight ‘hip-check’ I snap the canoe up, over my head and let it settle on my shoulders. It’s time to follow the rest of the group up the rocky and boulder-laden portage path as it weaves its way steeply uphill from the edge of the lake.Tim O’Brien wrote a collection of linked short stories about a platoon of American soldiers fighting on the ground in the Vietnam War. The title of the book is “The Things They Carried,” and like O’Brien, I think about all the things populating the collection of packs we carry. Rain gear, maps and mosquito repellent are at the top, and everything from the stuffed tents, food and wool socks to pans, pulp fiction and powder for feet are nestled beneath. They are all sealed in the 6 mil plastic bags lining each pack. As I feel the weight of the pack I question as I do on every trip, what we could do without? Often times the wide array of clothing, extra gear and the storm tarp seem excessive, and on many trips their bulk and

weight are lugged throughout the journey without ever being used. I then remember, however, the trips when the temperature plunges, the wind picks-up and it begins to rain. Then every ounce of the burdens become precious, and what once seemed superfluous becomes essential. The process of bearing one another’s burdens is partially strength and balance, but a large part of it is tenacity and commitment to the task. Sarah Fox was a master of the art. At the time, Sarah tipped the scales at perhaps 115 or 120 pounds, yet, she would pick one of the packs up from the stack on the portage. Her choice was usually one of the heaviest ones (close to 50 pounds). As she gripped the pack by either side of the top flap (what are called the ‘ears’ of the pack), she would rest it on one bent knee, and then like a heavy pendulum, she would swing it up to its place upon her right shoulder where the pack would settle heavily into position. Sarah then Slipped her arm under the strap. She wriggles a bit in the process of getting the second strap over the opposite shoulder. She clips the hip belt’s fastek buckle shut in the front of her waist, and then does the same with the sternum-strap which holds the straps on her shoulders so they don’t slip down on the portage. She then lifts a second pack into position (perhaps 35 more pounds) and begins swinging it like a heavy pendulum. It swings, turns skyward, arcs through the air, and settles on top of the first shouldered pack with a gasp as if it is a sleeping brother. She begins plodding down the path, and both packs begin gently, and weightily rising and settling; rising and settling. They move up a bit and then back down, again and again, up and down, up and down, as Sarah walks down the trail. Twenty, thirty or forty-five minutes later, she reaches the end of the portage, and she pulls the uppermost pack into a heavy dismount. It comes to the earth with a lumbering ‘thump.’ Its brother follows. Their siblings, the rest of the packs, patiently await their turn. Their turn will come too, each in its time, and they also will rise, and swing, and settle. As each person in the group bears their appropriate burden, they move down the portage. Viewed from behind, the train of steadily ascending and descending packs look like a strange dance of lethargic hippos. At the conclusion of the portage, each one, one after another, lays in a heap and rests until all the siblings have arrived. People often ask me how long the portage is. The distance is measured in “rods”, each of which is sixteen feet, but the distance is only part of the issue, sometimes a small part. The real issue is the terrain and condition of the portage trail itself. Some of the trails are ‘cake-walks’; flat and wide, easy to walk without thinking much about the process. Many, however, are more like rock gardens, where you navigate a mine field of granite and gneiss. Some are large and jagged, others smooth and moss covered. If the weather has been wet, they may be partially submerged in the flooded trail hiding the potholes interspersed throughout the now muddy water. If it has been dry, the boulder and rock-filled trail is a bit easier to walk. There are some trails cutting through boggy areas; mud sucks at your feet with every step, sometimes you sink into silt over your knees. I have had kids sink into the ooze up near their waists. Sometimes we pull the canoes through floating bogs, gripping the gunwales as a lifeline in case you break through the floating vegetation into the deep reservoirs of silty water beneath. Some of the portages seem straight up and straight down. They place significant physical demands on the voyageur. When one is carrying a pack and a canoe, you may have 100 pounds on your shoulders, and walking uphill; steeply uphill on irregular, rocky terrain can become a strenuous series of single leg-lifts as you ascend from one foothold to the next.

While a 60-pound canoe is not immensely heavy by itself, and even when a 30 or 40 pound pack is added to the mix, the dead weight is not that bad. But as you are carrying the canoe on the trail; navigating tight switchbacks, overhanging branches, and crotch-high fallen trees, the weight feels impressive. The hilly terrain requires you to keep the canoe parallel with the ground. At times this means raising the snout of the bow up into the air, taking care to keep the canoe from slipping off your shoulders and bringing the whole thing down onto the crown of your head. At other times on a steep descent it means pulling that same nose down so steeply the yoke wants to drive forward into your neck. You grip the gunwales out in front of you on either side of the canoe to stabilize it in the descent. When a wind sweeps in along the portage, or at its entrance or exit, the canoe begins to feel like a kite

in the breeze, and the effort to steady is no easy feat. The combination of all of this means you are not dealing with simply the dead weight of the canoe, but rather, what some canoeists call ‘swing weight.’ The difference is significant, and so often like an overweight wrestler, I move down the portage trail in a slight bobbing motion, pivoting and sometimes weaving drunkenly as I follow the hippopotamine trail my partners have already set before me. The padded carrying yoke bites a bit, so I alternate slipping one hand then the other under their respective portage pads to lessen the pressure. As the canoe is carried on, the wooden skeleton creaks with the toil of the journey. At the end of the portage, I wade out into the

water, and swing the canoe downward where it settles with a liquid squish. It teeters back and forth a moment and then settles until the nausea of the journey for the canoe leaves, and it waits.

One after another, the packs, those obese brothers, and their corpulent sisters, are lifted and placed into the belly of the canoe. It quivers a bit under their weight and patiently the small craft holds them. The sinewy arm of the carrying yoke is now at rest, and it allows the packs to settle on either side of it. Once they have all taken their place, my paddle, which has been resting and watching the procession, joins the train. I lay the paddle across the yoke for a moment bridging the old canoe’s sides, and then with a liquid rush, the whole ensemble gracefully slips forward because the knife of the path of the paddle now resumes her patterned dance: slicing forward, cutting inward, sweeping outward and pulling back. Again and again, the paddle traces its motions, pulling the scarred old hull ahead with surprising grace and speed as each member of the trip’s team does their part to bear one another’s burdens. This is the canoes journey. Paddling well is an art that develops only with repeated, almost meditative practice. This is not the awkward back-hacking, side-switching, staggering movement on the lake most of us have known across the summers of our lives. This is an art and one that is not easily mastered. Drawing the paddle back, and then slicing it forward under the surface of the water in an elegant figure-eight, and repeating the motion thirty, forty or fifty times a minute for seven or eight hours is the field of practice. Like prayer, the repetition reinforces the depth of the practice, and the practice, in turn, draws one into a deeper experience of the discipline. At times the path of the paddle takes you gliding across a mirrored blessing of water. The canoe itself slices the surface and you move into a reflection so pristine the reflected sky beneath you gives the illusion you are flying. At other times, the twenty-five or thirty-knot wind blowing across thousands of acres of open water creates a high and mighty herd of white-maned horses towering before you, and roiling around you. If you enter their fray, you have to learn how to both ride and master them, or you will swim. Rivers, waterfalls, and rapids beckon some as well. While the waterfalls are off-limits to all but the suicidal, the rapids are within the realm of possibility. Portages around the falls and rapids mark the safe route, but a wild instinct draws some braver (or more foolish) into their maelstrom. Navigating their powerful currents replete with spouting waves, frothing holes, roiling undercurrents, whirlpools, rock pillows and swirling eddies is definitely not the place for uninitiated novices. The variety of conditions parallel the challenges of the church. In church, often the wind of the Holy Spirit gently and joyfully breathes among us. We are moved

because the baptism was beautiful, or the choir was enchanting, or the fellowship was warm and genuine. On the other hand, when we are tangling with a child in bondage to an addiction, or we find ourselves beside a spouse who has just received a malignant diagnosis, we know we're in the rapids, we are out of our depth, and perhaps we are even heading for the falls. We are painfully aware we are unskilled and ill-prepared. At those times, we have to reach-out toward those with more experience than we ourselves have gained. Even with the knowledge and the background though, it is often like hoisting the heavy portage pack upon your back, swinging another up on top of it, and trudging forward with your burden. At those times you just hold to the conviction that you can keep-on keeping-on one step at a time, one curve of the trail at a time, one rocky climb at a time, one sodden, mucky step after another you move forward. Whether you feel like it at the moment or not (and often times it is “or not,”) you are extended the opportunity and challenge to simply hold fast to the conviction that you’ve got a companion on the portage who has been there ahead of you. You cannot say to that one, “you don’t know what it is like,” because when you look at him dragging the bloody tree on his shoulder toward Golgotha, you know in your bones he knows precisely what you are going through. Likewise, you know because of him, and with him, you’re gonna make it. You’re gonna make it!The entire experience of canoeing is a rhythm of exertion and rest; exuberance and exhaustion; teetering, plodding and polished balancing. The tales of the day unfold around the campfire oasis of the evening. Ravenous appetites gratefully welcome the dehydrated and flash-frozen vittles for the night. The sleeping bag draws one to the taffeta tabernacle, and one sleeps the sleep of the just.Canoeing contains many metaphors for my journey of faith. The dedication in one area challenges a similar commitment in the other. The skill-set for the former, emphasizes the need for dexterity in the later. Each of us have parallels in our own lives; ways of describing a favorite activity of life which contains analogies to our experience of Christian faith. Perhaps my absolutely obscure writing from last month is now clarified a bit in the present one. Well, I think I’m now ready to set the canoe down, and step out of the intentional labyrinth of my literary playground. Your Pastor, Chips.

October … Nov.

3 (Wed.) 8:00 am – Men’s Bible Study* 10:30 am – LakeShore Service 3:45 pm – Youth Groups

4 (Thurs.) 9:30 am - Guild 1:00 pm – Handbell practice

7 (Sun.) 9:30 am – Full Worship Service Holy Communion

(World Wide Communion Sunday)

NO – Adult Study 10 (Wed.) 8:00 am – Men’s Bible

Study* 3:45 pm – Youth Groups 11 (Thurs.) 1:30 pm – Handbell practice 14 (Sun.) 9:30 am –Worship Service

17 (Wed.) 8:00 am – Men’s Bible Study* 3:45 pm – Youth Groups 18 (Thurs.) 9:30 am - Guild 1:30 pm – Handbell practice Chit Chat articles due

21 (Sun.) 9:30 am –Worship Service Youth Sunday

NO – Adult Bible Study24 (Wed.) 8:00 am – Men’s Bible Study*

9:30 am – Session Meeting 3:45 pm –Youth Groups

25 (Thurs.) 1:00 pm – Handbell practice

28 (Sun.) 9:30 am –Worship Service 31 (Wed.) 8:00 am – Men’s Bible Study* 3:45 pm –Youth Groups

November

1 (Thurs.) 9:30 am - Guild 1:00 pm – Handbell practice

4 (Sun.) 9:30 am – Worship Service Holy Communion

11:00 am – Adult Bible Study 7 (Wed.) 8:00 am – Men’s Bible Study* 10:30 am – LakeShore Service 3:45 pm – Youth Groups

8 (Thurs.) 1:00 pm – Handbell practice *- meets at Hogan’s Store

DutiesUshersOct. 7 John & Hope DoughertyOct.14 Vince & Joyce HoehnOct. 21 Deane & Joan GallowayOct. 28 Keith & Carol BolinNov. 4 Nancy & Stephan Russell

Liturgist: Oct. 7 Dale EkdahlOct. 14 Carol Brewer Oct. 21 Deane GallowayOct. 28 Hope DoughertyNov. 4 Carol Brewer

Communion Person Oct. 7 – Joan OuimetteNov. 4 – DuWayne Schumacher

Lay Leader: Oct. 7 Vic OuimetteOct. 14 Carol BohlinOct. 21 John RossOct. 28 Bob BridgesNov. 4 Dick Smith

CountersOct. 7 Vince Hoehn and Kathy VogtOct. 14 Dave Lukas and Jean EalesOct. 21 Bob Bridges and Carol BohlinOct. 28 Mid Sharpe and Sharon BridgesNov. 4 Vince Hoehn and Jean Eales

SESSION MEMBERS 2018 Clerk Lois Bauers: 715-904-3105

DuWayne Schumacher (Treas.): 715-686-2074Dick Smith: 715-686-7686, Dave Vogt: 715-686-741,

John Suffron: 715-686-2668, Joyce Hoehn: 715-543-8350, Nan Bloch: 715-356-9410, Dave Edgcomb: 715-663-0952,

Eric Koster: 715-686-7300, Joan Ouimette: 715-476-3887, Margo Perkins: 715-686-2035, Kay Krans: 715-499-7538

DEACONS 2018 Mary Watkins: 715-686-2212, Robert Rider: 715-686-2620, Carmen Farwell: 715-686-7480, Sharon Lukas: 715-686-7697,Jan Schumacher: 715-686-2074, Rose King: 715-583-9979

Church Office Hours: Monday through Friday = 9:00 am till noon

Rev. Chips 715-776-2998 - 715-543-2998

[email protected] www.mwcpc.org

MEMBERSHIP

Your Membership Committee has been busy interviewing perspective new members for Manitowish Waters Community Presbyterian Church.  We are happy and excited to announce that Sandy Mansfield has been interviewed and approved to join our membership.  Sandy lives on Bakken Road in Boulder Junction, where she has resided since December of 2017.  Sandy has spent 36 years as a high school special education teacher.  She enjoys kayaking, biking, and square dancing.  When you see Sandy at church or at a Guild meeting please welcome her to our church family.  

Keep an eye on Chit Chat as we have new member and their profiles that will be appearing in future publications. 

In Christ,Membership Chair - Dave Edgcomb

MISSION 2018Christmas for Kids Thank you for filling those green envelopes with cash and checks for Christmas for kids!  The Elves are behind the scenes working on getting the children’s names and preparing the bags for shoppers!  This year we will be handing out the shopping bags and money on November 4, 2018. You will have until December 9th to complete your shopping.  As in the past, if you will not be in church on November 4 and would like to have a child to shop for, please contact Nancy Russell, Mary Koster, Kris Semmerling or Emily Bokern.  It would be VERY HELPFUL if your request could be written out rather than stopping one of us in church to tell us….that really puts a strain on our memories!!!  We will try to fill your requests but remember we have no control on how many girls or boys we get or their ages!!  In the meantime …THINK GREEN and fill those Christmas for Kids envelopes with LOVE!

Mary Koster 

LOOSE COINS OCTOBER THROUGH DECEMBER TO

THE LAKELAND FOOD PANTRY.

FLEA BitesMost of us are packing away summer items and thinking of cooler weather and activities. Some of you have gone to warmer climates for the winter already. If

one of your activities has been to pack up unneeded items with the intent of enriching Fleazaar donations, please do not just drop them off at church or in front of the Barns. We have had a number, of hopefully well meaning people, dropping donations off in the Church’s foyer or by the Barns. It looks trashy and may sit there awhile as we don’t know if it is a donation or something left for someone. Donations left outside may get rained on. Items left may not be acceptable and we must then pay for disposal.

If you must get rid of them now, give Jay Woolf a call or the Blochs and we will try to help you.

Blochs (715-356-9410) / Woolf (715-686-7173)

STEWARDSHIP

Our stewardship season comes at a spectacular time of year with beautiful fall colors and morning frosts. Fireside gatherings, warm apple pies, and walleye cookouts are on our agendas — along with an annual exercise in reviewing our commitment to church life — an expression of joyful thankfulness.

So as not to overlook this opportunity to celebrate the season, give some thought to the following proposition.

A Stewardship Game Plan

1. Find a quiet place to review your goals.2. Challenge yourself to utilize your talents for the benefit of others.3. Give thanks.4. Offer a prayer:

Oh Lord, giver of life and source of our freedom, we are reminded that Yours is “The earth in its fullness; the world and those who dwell in it.” We know that it is from your hand that we have received all we have — and are —

and will be. Gracious and loving God, we understand that you call us to be the stewards of your abundance, the caretakers of all you have entrusted to us. Help us always to use your gifts wisely and teach us to share them generously. May our faithful stewardship bear witness to the love of Christ in our lives. We pray this with grateful hearts in Jesus’ name. Amen

Wishing everyone a joy-filled fall season!

John SuffronStewardship

October Birthdays:

3rd Brian Woolf, 4th Dawn Halliburton,5th Sarah Fox, 6th Henry Bauers,

10th Dick Henske, 12th Dick Newton,13th Barbara Bartling, Miles Danielson,

16th Don Trimble, Melody Wilson,18th Bob Barofsky,

19th Joyce Pierce, Yvonne Tamer,Mid Sharpe, Helen Goosby,

21st Cindy Lawton, Jeremiah Haas,22nd Jane Bals, Jerry Glashagel,

23rd Skylar Frandy,24th Jim Caldwell, Dave Edgcomb,

26th Nancy Dybvad, 27th Janie Williams,28th Jan Edgcomb, 30th John Hanson,31st Mary Bowlus, Callie Johnson,

Angie Loiselle

October Anniversaries:

5th Henry & Lois Bauers,7th Mat & Katy Ellingson,

10th Keith & Beth Kost, Steve & Angie Jacobs, 14th Michael & Barbara Bartling,17th Rian Danielson & Tammy Trapp,

22nd Galen & Julie Brownewell,27th Steve & Cassie Lee,

29th Keith & Carol Bohlin,31st Vince & Joyce Hoehn

2019 Giving Envelopes Will be available soon.

WESTMINSTER GUILDAt our first meeting in September

Westminster Guild began our Bible study for this year, “God’s Promise: I Am With You.” Our first lesson focused on the surprising and powerful intimacy of God’s willingness to be with us in ALL of our circumstances. We see that God is not only a promise-MAKING, but a promise-KEEPING God, which is a focal point of this year’s study.

Our Bible study sessions are led by Father Bill Radant, a patient and wonderful teacher. There are nine lessons in each year’s study (one per month from September through May), and the main theme is continuous, but each lesson can stand on its own, so we hope you will join us whenever you can. All women of our congregation are members of Presbyterian Women (of the

Presbyterian Church U.S.A.), and your presence will make our gatherings even more meaningful. We meet for Bible study the first Thursday of each month at 9:30 AM in the Fellowship Hall or Fireside Room. We also meet the third Thursday at the same time for church/mission projects and business. Please plan to join us as often as possible.

On Thursday, September 20, our regular work meeting day, we traveled instead! Several of us journeyed to Ashland for our Fall Cluster Gathering. There we were treated to a special day of worship, fellowship, a delicious lunch, and a mission-related program. We heard speakers on a recent Presbyterian Disaster Assistance mission trip to Louisiana, a leader of intergenerational ministry at the Ashland church, and a domestic abuse coordinator for Ashland and Bayfield counties — very interesting speakers and a wonderful day!

Please have your gifts here by Sunday, November 18, 2018A Box for these Gifts will be in the Narthex.

Checks should be made out to: WMHI(In the memo put – Patient Event Trust Fund

# 20)

Exciting Event

We are planning something exciting for everyone to put on your calendars!

On Sunday, October 21,during our fellowship hour we will host a

(hopefully first annual)

Fall Mini-Bazaar.We will be selling some of the nicest things remaining from our Treasures/Antiques, Giftware, and Country Store venues at Fleazaar, along with our COOKBOOKS, cutlery, brooms, SERRV and Fair Trade items.

AND, of special interest,we will also be selling home-made “Soup-to-Go” and fresh apple PIES (along with a few other flavors!). So . . . start thinking Christmas,

and plan to start your shopping at our mini-bazaar.

Kay Suffron, Moderator ~~~~~~~~~~

Winnebago Mental Health Institute2018 Christmas Project is coming soon.

You can help by purchasing Gifts for patients.Below, is a list of frequently requested items. Gifts should NOT be wrapped, and `No Glass!

Chocolates! Need for Large bars too!Women’s SocksAdult (single packaged) tooth brushes and

pasteToothbrush HoldersWomen’s Deodorant and Body Spray

Squeeze Lotion (no pumps)Shampoo and ConditionerWomen’s Body WashPhone Cards 60 or 120 min. FROM A LAND

LINEFood Gif Cards from McDonalds &

Domino’s“Forever” Postage StampsJournals (NO wires)Women’s winter hatsLadies Coin PursesStationary (NO wires)

For KIDSWashable, Non-toxic Crayons and Markers

Scrapbooking Paper Perler Beads (for crafts)

We are a force to  

be reckoned with.....

All 41 students accounted for:

Grades 4K & 5K - Margo Perkins and Sharon Bridges........... 6 Grades 1 & 2- Debbie Patterson.............................................6 Grades 3 & 4- Helyn Woolf ................................................... 9 Grades 5 & 6- Nan Bloch....................................................... 10 Grade 8:- Chips Paulson & Dave Edgcomb............................ 8 Grades 10 & 11- Jan Edgcomb............................................... 2

TOTAL: 41

SPECIAL THANKS to our outstanding volunteers, teacher helpers, kitchen helpers, and musicians who take the pressure off all the extras that need to be done. They fill in when a staff member is gone, or help with snacks, help with clean-up, help some of us remember what we said the week before that we were going to do... more than just a helping hand. Thank you to the moon and back!!

We changed the time of dismissal for our Youth Group classes this year, and although I can only speak of the first session we had last week, I was all smiles and pleased at how well it went. It was hard to think of a way to cut 30 minutes out of our Wednesday meetings, but it all went smoothly and felt like - WOW, that was good!! Nothing was cut from the instruction in the classroom, which is the basis of the Youth Group Christian Education program. Once again, we are blessed with a cooperative staff and their organized efforts to make it all work!

HAPPY OCTOBER BIRTHDAY to students Peter Postema and Aidan Bauers.

UPCOMING DATE: October 21st – YOUTH GROUP PRESENTATION- 9:30 church service Be sure to see our October 21st appearance. We have a new addition to our choral selections that will lift everyone's spirits... and the students might even surprise you with some Halloween treats! The parents and staff will host the coffee fellowship to follow on that Sunday, so you will also get a chance to meet and converse with the youth of our congregation! “Always pray to have eyes that In Gratitude… see the best in people, Adele Duranso a heart that forgives the worst, Christian Ed Director a mind that forgets the bad,

and a soul that never loses faith in God.

Manitowish Waters CommunityPresbyterian ChurchPO Box 69Manitowish Waters, WI 54545

October…November

2018

Our HYMNAL has exciting hymns to explore. There are many new and meaningful lyrics in them and some of them have a melody that is familiar to us. Our dedicated hymn selector will do her best to seek out and pick familiar hymns for the opening and closing of the services … how about incorporating and learning some of the wonderful unfamiliar hymns too? It may be a challenge, but take a moment and read the words…they can truly bring an additional message to the service. You may find another new hymn to add to your favorites.

Keep a song in your heart