My first memory of this church is of nervously arriving here with Mary and our three very young, active and often noisy children. I was anxious about our kids annoying folks, but instead, we felt warmly welcomed, and even appreciated, throughout the service. For the past 20-plus years your warm welcome has never faltered, and for that I am deeply grateful.
If that’s my first snapshot of UU Medford, there are more. The sight of our minister and other UUCM members greeting and cheering on couples at city hall on the first morning of legal gay marriage sent shivers up my spine. I can’t tell you what the weather was that day, but it felt like one of the sunniest days in history!
Another day, not so sunny, in Medford Square, saw our members out in numbers to protest war & violence, in the face of a majority bent on revenge. How are we not to be moved by our congregation’s courage and conviction?
In the black days after 9/11, our church was open, and I came here to seek some kind of comfort and solace. The quiet peacefulness of the sanctuary helped to give me some clarity, as I searched through the readings at the back of our hymnal. Ultimately, I found a reading that spoke to me, that helped me move forward again. I read through it a couple of times, finally glancing down at the source. Surprise, puzzlement, and inspiration swept over me simultaneously—the reading was from Islam!
Another snapshot, of our rainbow flag and our “Black Lives Matter” banner. Every time I go by the church, I also picture my children going by, and all the other citizens of Medford going by, and I feel pride and joy for the statement that we are in this city, and in this country, and in the world. This church must not only exist, not only survive, it must thrive. We must thrive, because we are an essential and much-needed beacon of love and open-mindedness for each other, and for our community at large. This is why I support UUCM with all that I can.