I stood before the congregation knowing the financial crunch the hard work, done by so many for so many years, to avoid to never face this day knowing the realities the harsh numbers of the budget the fund balances no more the income stream insufficient declining membership
But I rose to argue, to debate to convince all We must not fall to the realities alone We cannot bow to what is now God can provide; God has provided We can grow the church, new members, new disciples are out there; we must be fishers fishers of men, out in the wider community
Follow our roots; pitch the tent, the Tabernacle, raise the roof, preach to the quickening crowd believe, really believe, that the money will come, that the ministry will grow that our best times are ahead our aged congregation can be reborn can renew will be again