We've said this statement as we pass someone in the hallway or while jumping in our car to run off to our next commitment. We've thought this statement as we listen to a list of prayer requests. Often we have good intentions yet coming up short as we wrestle the command to bear one another's burdens.
Going away to a family camp for families that live with special needs opened my eyes as I saw the body of Jesus alive among the community of faith. Not in conventional ways or how I envision God to transform His people but very powerful. Talent shows where teens recite Psalm 23 because of the great comfort they experienced through deep trials and heartache. The applause of heaven as one tells jokes and does somersaults to a funny tune...a young lady paralyzed singing a favorite Amy Grant song; that's how it happened. Free of charge. No time limit. Pure joy and lots of cheering.
I am sure Jesus meant for His kingdom to be a real party; one with great laughter, dancing and even tears. This party is what separates us from how the world offers contentment and joy. The party is planned by and for Jesus, the God of love who is love. The One who suffered so that we might have life more abundantly. Abundant living is not what most of feel as we tread through life wondering how will we pay the bills, how can face the 'bad news' expected from the next physician's appointment, how to provide for and live in this world. Yet God has His sights on exceedingly abundant living, midst suffering.
He offers peace that passes in/through the face of death, relieving us any fear. He sits quietly reclined at the table, seeing all our needs. He walks calmly over the rough sea so that we will share our storm with Him. Actually trading burdens so that ours will be light. He shines through the darkest of nights replacing fear with confidence. Like my pastor said today, "there is always room for hope with Jesus." As you say "I will pray for you," take this privileged opportunity to heart. Speak. Say the words. Let your groanings be made known.
For then we may experience this "little light of mine" so that all may see Jesus.
Hi Wendy!! your family has blessed me though you may not remember who I am. :) I go to Manley and am Melissa's sister-in-law. I loved reading about your camp experience and am so thankful your family was blessed. I love Mrs. Brenda, she is just a huge blessing to me!! :)
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