Archive for the ‘Staffordites’ Category

As stated previously, it is in my contract to work two weekend days a month.  I figured, to keep the rhythms of the week as consistent as possible, I will choose to work Sundays instead of Saturdays since most people will want to sign up for Saturdays (and they “have” to due to following their children’s schedules).  I have not truly stuck strictly to my sabbath since making the resolution at the start of the new year, but I am not discouraged.  However, I realize that I have not since partaken of Communion/Eucharist/the Lord’s Supper (well, I did when I accompanied Judy to Ecclesia).  This week, I have made an effort to google for a service (by the way, I just have to reiterate that FBCC’s website is terrible!) that meets on Friday evenings or Saturday in order to share in this.  The result is made of fail.  Today, since I clocked out early, I called Phoebe to see if we could meet up since this is her spring break and it’s perfect weather to sit in a park to catch up.  Besides exchanging the usual (and fascinating ;-P) details of her life and mine, she mentioned that perhaps Messianic Jews participate in the ritual.  I do not know if theirs involve the bread and cup, but thus is the result of my search:

Congregation Beth Messiah (Mississippi Baptist Convention)
old: 10555 W. Airport / Stafford, TX 77477
new: 9001 W. Airport Blvd / Houston, TX 77071
Rabbi Richard Freeman and Rabbi Ron Aaronson
Saturday 9 a.m. pray / 10 a.m. service

Beth Yeshua HaMashiach (Southern Baptist Convention)
7000 Bellaire Blvd / Houston, TX 77074
Jim Pratt and Kathy Elowitz (the late Rabbi Gus Elowitz’s wife)
Saturday 9:30 a.m. class / 10:30 a.m. service

Kehilat Dvar HaShem (Southern Baptist Convention?)
old: 13645 Murphy Road #250 / Stafford, TX 77074
new? 11011 Brooklet Dr #260 / Houston, TX 77099
Charles Lenga?

And some random websites:


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Year of Paradoxes

It’s 11:40 and I receive a call from Henry:  “Count to 20 then walk outside.”  Curious, I obey and find Henry, Charles, and Elliot tumbling out his well-worn red jeep Lola.  They each hand me a large origami animal made from neon posterboard.  Charles gave me a green pig, Henry gave me an orange butterfly (“Happy B-Day From ~Z~”), and Elliot gave me “Punchy the pink penguin.  I dare you to go the next 5 minutes without thinking of a pink penguin.”  Apparently Henry drove down from the medical center, woke Charles up (“He almost broke my ribs”), and helped Elliot in order to celebrate my birthday as close to midnight as possible.  I was beaming and gave each of them a hug.

My thoughts during all this:  “Wow, this is going to be a good year.”

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