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Rev. Alan Terlep

A chinese lion statue 

 A couple of weeks ago I had the opportunity to attend the 9/11 memorial service at First United Methodist here in Connersville.  Near the beginning, Mayor Urban mentioned a poll that only 7% of Americans planned to do anything at all to commemorate 9/11.  Even though I know that 64% of statistics are fake, that sounds about right.  Until this year, I was one of the 93% who didn't do anything.  I didn't know what to expect, but I didn't expect what I found.
The service did remember that day, but the real focus was on who serve their communities.  They generally referred to five groups of people.  The first four are people whose jobs are devoted to public service in different ways: police, fire, EMS, civil servants.  We thanked them for their work prayed for them, remembered the "first responders" who lost their lives seven years ago, and the people who put their lives on the line every day, because it's their job.  At the end, I was very glad that I'd taken the time to remember and lift up the people who are devoted, full time, to protecting and building up our community.  They may be imperfect, and they fall short sometimes, but that only makes it more important for us to pray for them and encourage the good work that they do.
The fifth group, though, was different:  they were the "good Samaritans," the people who step up to help even though it isn't their job.  We'll never know how many of the ordinary people who died on 9/11 were in the process of helping others—even though it wasn't their job.  And the real strength of a nation or a community is found in those people—the people who jump in to help when they see a problem, the people who step up even though nobody expects them to act, the people who act even though nobody will notice if they stand by and do nothing.  The professionals who put themselves on the line are important and they deserve our respect, but they couldn't keep up with the needs of the community if there weren't a host of unsung and unnoticed people doing good even though it isn't their job.
And that got me thinking about the church.  A pastor has some things in common with a fire fighter or EMS tech.  We also get those emergency calls in the middle of the night, and we have to be ready to step in to help when someone's life is on the line.  And just as it's foolish for an untrained, unequipped bystander to confront a guy with a gun or run into a blazing building, there are situations that really do call for a pastor's intervention.  There are times to call the pastor, just like there are times to call the police.  But the police can't hold a community together alone, and the pastor (or even the pastor, the board, and the elders) can't hold a church together alone.  Just like a town, a church can't hold together without people who jump in and get involved even though it isn't their job.  What's more, the people who step up without being expected or asked to are the ones who hold a church together, the ones who keep the fabric of the church tightly knit.
So this month I want to lift up the good Samaritans of our community, the people who step in and do what needs to be done, the people who help without worrying about whose job it is.  They are the backbone—of Central Christian, of Connersville, and really of the whole world.  I pray for each of you: the next time you have that opportunity to serve, may you take the chance to become one of those people who build up our communities wherever they are.
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ATTENTION VETERANS:
This year, as part of our Veteran's Day service, we will be displaying pictures of our veterans from their time in uniform.  If you are a veteran, please contact Chuck Beheler (cbeheler139@comcast.net, 827-0373).  Even if you don't have a picture, we want to make sure that all our veterans are recognized.  Thanks!



bio

 I was born and raised in southeast Michigan, and eventually moved to Chicago for school.  I went to the University of Chicago to study church history, but it didn't take me too long to admit that God was calling me to do ministry and not just to read about it.  I joined the Disciples of Christ through Park Manor Christian Church in Chicago and worked as a student minister at United Christian Church in Country Club Hills, IL.  After I completed my studies I became a pastor in Princeton, IL, a small town in the farm country of northwest Illinois.  I was called to Central Christian in June and my family moved here in July.  I'm married to Kate, who is studying for ministry at Christian Theological Seminary in Indianapolis.  We have an 11-year-old daughter, and my 14-year-old stepson.