Before
Easter, I missed church about three times. I was either out of
state, or sick, but just that distance was enough to create within me
an emptiness that sought to rob me of joy. Being apart from a
community that is passionately in love with Jesus, even just for a
few weeks, was painful.
And I
was surprised how deep the pain was.
I felt
like I was grasping for Jesus, but when you don't surround yourself
with people living out what He has commanded, lines blur and
sometimes the irrelevant takes center stage in your life.
I was
worrying about so many things that warranted, and deserved, no real
thought. It's amazing what we make into gods when we feel far away
from the creator.
All of
this to say, I am so happy that when these feelings overwhelm me, I
can look to what God has done in the past and trust that He will
bring me back into the fold, and back into community. I was
encouraged just stepping into the downtown scene tonight because a
living community is a beautiful thing.
When
we opened the scriptures to learn about Jesus, and how people
suffered for the gospel, I felt alive again, knowing that God had me
in that exact moment for that exact purpose.
He is
so beautiful, and He loves those who seek to follow Him and live for
Him.
What a
wonderful savior.
In
Christ,
Lilia
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