I often speak of the Union Family when referring to our church. Never was that phrase truer than these past few days. You lived as family as you prayed, hugged, cried, visited, and brought food to the Elsner family even as your own hearts were breaking over the loss of their beloved Sam. On Sunday, those leading in worship stepped into difficult roles and led the service with grace. I am especially grateful to Alan Mace who preached in my absence, offering a much need word of comfort.
What a blessing to be a part of the Union Family.