Are you a leg clutcher?
One of my sisters was a leg clutcher.
As a little girl, she was so shy around strangers she would clutch onto, and hide behind, our mother’s leg. Our mom would have to make the introductions and coax my sister to release her vice-like grip of the leg and come out to greet the stranger.
A lot of people in church are leg clutchers.
A stranger can sit in the seat in front of them and they never offer a word of greeting until the pastor or an elder comes along and stirs up introductions.
All too often, without the intervention of a church leader or someone who is actually assigned to greet visitors, we ignore the strangers among us.
Then we wonder why they don’t come back …
Are you a leg clutcher?
Scotty
August 22, 2012 at 6:53 pm
I used to be, but my pastor cured me by putting me in charge of ferreting out newcomers and greeting them. But then…I'm forgiven a lot over here in the UK because I'm a Texan and I ask begin conversations with people because the people over here are not ones who open a conversation easily.
August 23, 2012 at 3:56 pm
Sounds like you're well fitted for the role! 😉