Sunday, April 22, 2018
Peace-giving
10.10am - ish
I sat down at the end of the pew, late as usual but un-flustered because how could anything faze me on such a beautiful summer's day?
'Take a couple minutes to say hi to the people around you.'
I turned to the man beside me, but he'd turned to his right to the man beside him, so I waited and flipped through my bible. Then he turned to me.
'Peace-giving,' he said.
Peace-giving? What does he mean? What does that mean?
Then I remembered that sometimes in English churches they do that thing called 'giving the peace' or 'passing the peace', where you shake hands or give well-meaning nods and say 'peace be with you'. And so,
'Peace be with you too,' I said, smiling, 'What's your name?'
Slight pause.
'Um, peace-giving.'
'Oh. Oh, right! Um, I'm Miriam.'
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