When she repeated the story, she would pause, turn her head and look out for a moment. I could tell that she was picturing his face and recalling his determination. “The pastor told Dad they didn’t have enough money to build the youth center, and Dad gave the money to make it happen.” Charlotte loved to tell the story. And then Dad’s story became her story.
Charlotte envisioned a bright, warm, inviting space for the youth of the church to gather. Old stained carpet wouldn’t do. Hand me down sofas with ripped upholstery did not say “Come on in. You matter here.” So Charlotte inspired us to draw up a plan to renovate the youth center. And she wrote the first check to start the project. Many of you contributed at “fund a need” during the auction. And when Charlotte died unexpectedly, her friends and family added gifts to honor her and make her dream a reality.
The final touches on the new youth center went up just about the time our new full-time youth minister, Tyler Heston, arrived in August. I love the high tech screens, exposed ceiling and modern furniture juxtaposed against the original stone exterior walls that were exposed during the renovation. I love the stone/wire prayer wall where kids can write a prayer and insert it into the wall, as if in the holy land. Suddenly everyone is feeling “youthful” and wanting to have their meetings and gatherings in the youth center. But what I love most is not the space, but this congregation’s commitment to seeing the light of Christ alive in our youth.
When I repeat this story, I will pause, and turn my head look out for a moment, to picture Charlotte Jones Zachman’s determination and love.
Grace and peace,
Carla
