May 21, 2019
This Sunday, we bid farewell and godspeed to Rosemary and Courtney Hashimoto.
Reflections from Rosemary
Courtney and I were married at Plymouth in February 2007. We were warmly welcomed and felt at home right away.
I am so grateful for the children and adults who have been part of my Plymouth journey. I loved directing the Children’s Choir. Together, we sang in church, went caroling, made gingerbread houses and put on the Wee Worship Christmas service. The kids and parents felt like my own family. I will always cherish those relationships.
The 2015 Summer Music and Arts Camp stands out as a real highlight. We hosted 40 campers from all over the city including sixteen children from Mary’s Place. Over thirty Plymouth members volunteered. Hip-hop artist Nimo Patel visited and led us in singing his composition, “Grateful.” We held classes in art, ukulele, xylophones, drums, hand bells and recreation. Courtney made sure we had snacks twice a day and lunch. The final day, he and a host of volunteers cooked; we served over 200 people and shared our music and art.
I loved being part of Worship Arts in 2017 and 2018. Together, we discerned from scripture, developed a concept and created art. I am grateful to the special people who shared in that amazing process. We experienced the Spirit moving in and among us and shared the artmaking with so many.
Over the years, my appreciation for “church” grew through deep relationships formed in small groups including Soul Choir, covenant groups, neighborhood groups and boards. Participating helped me see that I can be part of something greater than myself. Each experience helped me grow in faith and deeper relationship with others. The deep connections I made at Plymouth will always be in my heart. I am grateful for your love and support.
Reflections from Courtney
When I remember my time at Plymouth, the image of circles comes to mind. At our wedding, we formed a circle of family and friends in the Lounge. Since then, I experienced circles small and large at Plymouth.
There were circles at Bible Study, two or more of us gathered together to read and reflect on the Word of God and what it means for our lives. There were small circles in friends’ living rooms in a covenant group and more recently in our neighborhood group.
There were circles around conference room tables when I participated as a member of the senior pastor search committee, listening for God’s will.
There were large circles at church retreats and N-Sid-Sen. I remember circle rituals at a Pilgrim Firs all-church retreat and at N-Sid-Sen summer camp, times when all ages came together to celebrate our unity as one body in Christ.
I remember my excitement when the Sanctuary renovation gave us the opportunity to experience worship in the round, first in Hildebrand and then in the Sanctuary. Some of my fondest Plymouth memories are of worship rituals that involved circles.
The many circles I experienced taught me that my faith journey here has no beginning or end. Like a circle, it will continue after we move, albeit it in a different form. I will always be a part of your circle, and you will be part of mine. May our circle be unbroken!Subscribe