Happy Saturday!

My Saturday did not start on a happy note, but it did get better. This morning was one of those mornings when I really missed Casey. In the last year of his life I would go to the hospital and have breakfast with him on Saturday mornings. So, to lift my spirits, I thought I would make breakfast for Travis and take it to him at Starbucks. He was so busy and could not take a few minutes to eat. Geni was still asleep and Bruce was with his reunion group at the Division Street Diner. I really needed my family to heal the hurt and sadness I was experiencing. So I went to the diner, ordered oatmeal and waited for Bruce to finish. While I waited for Bruce to finish I read one of the devotional books I keep with me and made some notes on the scripture and text I was reading. Bruce finished his group and sat with me while I shared my sadness and pretty soon I was feeling better.

1 timothy 3:15 “That family is the church of the living God, the support and foundation of the truth.”

When we come into relationship with God He enters our lives with His Holy Spirit, but then He places us in His family; the Church. When our trust in the world is transferred to trust in God then we are forgiven, given pardon for our sins and become a part of His family. In the new testament from the books of Acts and the Book of Revelation, brothers and sisters appears 148 times!! Wow! God loves families so much that He created a family beyond His own earth born family. He created His church as His living family.

God heals His family through His family. The church is where we use our gifts in worship, service, prayer and study. Not just the building where worship is held each week, but the church that is out in the community serving in the name of Christ, the church that sends you cards in joy and in sorrow, the church that sends you emails of encouragement, the church that visits you, the church that brings food to your home, the church that celebrates your greatest joys and stands with you in your deepest sorrows and helps carry your burdens is the family of God.

Today besides being my husband, Bruce was my brother in Christ. And even though we carry the same burden of missing our son, today it was my turn to cry and he was there to help dry the tears and pay for my oatmeal.

Take joy in the journey, wear a sweater and invite others to become a part of the family of the living God. Okay, family, see you at the Table tomorrow. Love you all, Bruce, Gaylene, Geni Travis.

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I am not moved by what I see. I am not moved by what I feel. I am moved only by what I believe and I believe God.