Last night, Tom had the last of the big church meetings for the year. It might have gotten a bit off track, but it did remind me how thankful I am to be part of this body of believers.
Ours is a multi-generational church, and becoming more so every week it seems as new friends join us. We have the wisdom of 95 year olds and the energy of 5 year olds.
This church is welcoming to all, and actively works to make newcomers feel like part of the family.
It’s a church that seeks to reach outward to make an impact on our community through prayer, our food pantry and through many servant’s hearts in many different areas.
It’s a church that makes their pastor and his family feel loved and supported.
This past year and a half has been a learning experience. It hasn’t always been easy and as we’ve grown, there have been those inevitable difficultie. And I do believe we have some spiritual battles that still must be fought in order to take us to where God is leading. We’ll get there, through obedience to His Word and His call.
I am so thankful for this community of Jesus followers and so grateful to be among their number.