'Twas Searching and Calling
… with apologies to Clement Moore

'Twas the night they call Tuesday and inside the church
The committee was meeting and continued to Search;
From sixty to three Pastor statements they strove
To limit the number brought into the fold.

The congregants worshipped and prayed with much faith
Search and Call read and read - to get down to eight;
Some read in their homes with computer ablaze;
Others read in their cars on their travels for days.
One member, with laptop alit on her lap
Drove south for two days, but continued to tap;
The sun on her screen shone so bright and so sharp
That she covered her head with a family scarf.
Then while under the scarf, the heat rose and rose;
Concentration this state did a problem impose.
She turned to her hubby who sat at the wheel
And for air conditioning's increase she firmly appealed!

The rest of the members read at home and at work
And prayed and discerned for wisdom to perc;
Thirty minutes a profile - I'm almost done with this ten -
Then we see forty more, and we do it again.
Th' congregation awaits and patience express
As weekly we meet to review and assess;
And we say to each one as we close up at night,
A Merry Christmas to all … and pray for insight.