DIRTY POTTY
In the latter 1970s I served our Fellowship of CMI in various churches. I was an interim pastor at several churches around the state, from Angola to St. Paul in south central Indiana. I was usually called in to a church that had just been through a split or crisis and tried to bring stability.
One of those churches was in Garrett, Indiana. The church, which had an attendance of about 50 at the time, was located in an old building (a former lodge or grange building, I believe) on the south edge of Garrett. Our two children, Jenny and Nathan, were young at the time. This old building needed a lot of repair and updating, but it did serve the purpose. These were days of revival in northeast Indiana, and we saw many people come to Christ in those services.
This building had one restroom for both men and women, and the porcelain toilet had seen its better days. Below the water level it was stained badly. Our kids still refer to that church as “the church with the dirty potty”. They don’t remember much else about it, but that they do remember.
Sometimes its the little things that stick in our minds. Are there little things you could change that would make your light a little brighter?