Today is Labor Day which is not, as some surmise, a holiday merely to rest from our labors. It began as a celebration of labor unions and the workers that comprise them; unions like the ones that have played a prominent role in my life.
My life started in a union home. My father was a New York City union iron lather. His father was in a union. My uncle was in the NYC police union. My grandfather was in the NYC fire department--and worked hard for the union. Growing up it was hard to find anyone not in a union of some kind. There was never any possibility that we would not be pro-union. Unions were good for workers and that was good for us all. Later, after I had begun to pastor, those first we served churches were in union dominated cities.
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