SUNDAY'S UNFOLDING EVENTs

Before you wander in a dreamlike state or say "Welcome to Grace Community Church." at having arrived, any visitor might mistake it for Heaven; that is for one issue, parking. 

The event, parking, unfolding before my eyes is an important part of every Sunday morning.
 It is the means of storing your vehicle while not in use for those couple of hours.
Finding an empty space is a common dilemma.  The availability of spaces is enough to test your sanctification and alter the mood.
 Spending pre service time in the parking lot can lend itself to some interesting observations.  In general people are very interesting. Aside from that there is the suspense from knowing that someone you know may park next to you as well as someone you know nothing about.

The parking lot is one of my favorite places because this is where Sunday's begin.  This is where the continuous, Sunday after Sunday, driving around perhaps twice to secure a spot unfolds.

As a whole, I am very appreciative of our staff pastors and very impressed by their parking lot behaviors.  
A few weeks ago, I observed one such family as they unfolded from their vehicle as one by one the children exited (5 of them) to stand quietly and patiently, although a bit wiggly at the side while the parents got organized with the stroller and such and then paraded across the parking lot out of sight.
It made such an impression on me that I in gratefulness applaud the teaching at GCC.

As I was waiting in the car this past Sunday, a car pulled up directly in front of me.  Upon parking, the endearing couple both in sunglasses lean toward each other, no small feat in a large SUV, for a kiss, oblivious to my peering eyes, almost embarrassed by the fact of witnessing such an event, they then turned to give some last minute instructions to the children seated in the back.  Again they leaned toward each other for another smooch before exiting the vehicle.

  As a young boy, around four exited, he gave his mother a hearty squeeze around the waist as an older sister made her exit.  The mother shouldered her large bag as they made their way accross the parking lot.
This is what GCC is all about.  This is what makes GCC, putting into practice what has been learned.