East Valley Presbyterian Church has served the communities of Otis Orchards, Newman Lake, Liberty Lake, and Greenacres since 1986. Located on Harvard Road, just 2.5 miles north of Liberty Lake, this is a small church in which people see one another as family. The hallmarks of this congregation the warm, welcoming, and loving way in which all newcomers are treated; its traditional-style of worship; its deep exploration of scripture; and, its firm belief in the power of prayer.
We see ourselves as “The Little Church with the Big Heart where people help one another feel safe, loved, and spiritually whole.”
Our pastor is the Reverend Marcia Taylor, a native of Spokane Valley, who has served God with us since 2000.
Led by Marcia Taylor, Pastor:
Worship service each Sunday at 9:30 a.m.
Coffee hour and fellowship follows the service.
Bible study, on the book of Hebrews, Sunday at 11:00 a.m. and Tuesday afternoons at 4:00 p.m.
Somehow Ash Wednesday seems like it was months ago, but then I think for a minute and it seems like it was just last week. Though I just got my few Christmas decorations put away three days ago, my brain wants to make Christmas our next holiday instead of Easter. It must be the weather. We keep jumping from temperatures in the 20s and 30s with blowing snow, to the 60s and sunshine, then back again. College basketball is nearly done for the season, but I’m already looking forward to the start of the next season in November. I can’t keep up! Sometimes I think I’m driving myself crazy by not knowing how to be satisfied with today and just live for that.
Somewhere I ran across an old saying that went something like this: “Sing like no one is listening. Dance like no one is watching. Live today as if there’s no tomorrow.” Maybe I should learn to follow that advice (although I don’t know about the dancing part—my body might fall apart or start into spontaneous momentum that I can’t stop!) But, for me, I’ve lost two long-time friends in the last three days. One, especially, was a truly surprising loss. I’d just been thinking of him last week and contemplating inviting he and his wife to dinner. Now, I’ll never get that chance with both of them. On Palm Sunday, I got to visit with my uncle Don. I hadn’t seen him in several months. I was shocked to see him hobbling up my front walk, using a cane, hunched over a bit more than last time, and looking so much older and more frail than I’d recalled. Part of me wanted to run to him, throw my arms around his neck and sob, “No, you can’t go!” But time won’t stand still for anyone. Even though it’s something we can’t seem to keep track of despite our digital clocks and computers, time stands still for no one. It keeps moving forward at a steady pace. It’s us who keep slinging ourselves around in life so that we lose track of whether we’re moving forward or backward and at what pace. No wonder we keep dreaming of time travel. We want to be able to go back and make up what we missed along the way.
So, maybe, instead of always looking backward at the things we should have done but didn’t, or worrying about some point in the future that will get here whether we want it to or not, we should just live each day, one at a time. Don’t put off ‘til tomorrow the things you can do today. For me, that means I need to be more diligent in my housekeeping so some stranger doesn’t have to come in and clean up my messes when I’m gone. But, it also means making regular contact with the people who are important to me. Telling them I love them. Telling them what they mean to me. Doing little kindnesses for others just to let them know I’m thinking of them. After all, I’d hate to show up for my funeral and find so many beloved faces missing, simply because I failed to let them know how important they were to me.
By the way, I love you all! You are all so important to me! God bless you. So, sing as if no one is listening. Dance as if no one is watching. And live each day as if there’s no tomorrow.