A Glimpse of Heaven

I wish I could let you live a Sunday through my eyes.  I’d be the last one to claim that our church is perfect.  You wouldn’t have to spend time with us long to see we’re a group of sinners.

But every day there’s also evidence of the grace that God’s given us as He grows and stretches us.  I’ve been part of groups before that I have loved dearly, but there is still something special about the local church, the body of Christ.

I know that I wouldn’t be the woman I am today without these people in my life.  From a pastor who faithful speaks the truth from the pulpit to friends who will encourage and sharpen me, I can hardly help but grow closer to God.

Being vulnerable with others isn’t always easy for me.  Yet there are little things that remind me that it is right and good.

A hug from a good friend after a mutual sharing of struggles.

Material things, talents and gifts not held possessively, but shared with all who may use them.

“How are you?” asked as a question, not a greeting.

And it’s these little things that make me fall in love with my church all over again.

Photo by Aunt Owwee

6 Comments

  1. WhatACard Says:

    This is a beautiful post, and part of why I read your blog. Sometimes I don’t feel like I should comment when my beliefs are so different from yours. But I love to read your blog and be reminded that different is good–that while I don’t make the same choices in my life, yours is also a wonderful path to walk. It sounds like you’ve found a home there, and that’s something to celebrate. I’m glad you can recognize what a special thing you’ve found!

  2. Barry Wallace
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    I love to hear people gush about their church. And I love to gush about mine. Hey, we could have a gushing contest some time.

  3. Cheryl Says:

    So happy to worship in the same church family as you. :o)

  4. ClassroomConfessions
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    I wish I had a church like this! I am still looking!!

  5. Caity
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    That is beautiful. I love this entry.

    “How are you?” asked as a question, not a greeting.

    That makes my heart smile. :)

  6. Janet Says:

    I like churches that aren’t fake, where masks are taken off and you can be who you are… a beautiful mess!

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