[vc_row css_animation="" row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="full_width" angled_section="no" text_align="left" background_image_as_pattern="without_pattern"][vc_column][vc_empty_space height="30px"][vc_empty_space height="60px" el_class="not-on-mobile"][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row css_animation="" row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="full_width" angled_section="no" text_align="left" background_image_as_pattern="without_pattern" background_color="#6c92ac" el_class="opc-news-header"][vc_column][vc_column_text] OXFORD PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH NEWSLETTER [/vc_column_text][vc_empty_space height="20px"][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row css_animation="" row_type="row" use_row_as_full_screen_section="no" type="grid" angled_section="no" text_align="left" background_image_as_pattern="without_pattern" el_class="opc-weekly-info"][vc_column][vc_column_text] The Pastor’s Pen [/vc_column_text][vc_empty_space height="20px"][vc_row_inner row_type="row" type="full_width" text_align="left" css_animation=""][vc_column_inner][vc_column_text]My maternal grandfather’s favorite psalm was Psalm 103. I remember it being read at his funeral forty years ago. Since then, I have turned to it again and again and again in my own life of faith to pray to and meditate upon the God that my grandfather knew. Even though my grandfather passed away when I was twelve years old, Psalm...