Church

To me entering church sometimes feels like coming home. Since my cancer was announced on the prayer chain and listed in the bulletin, the sense of homecoming has grown stronger. As I enter the building, people come up to me, ask how I’m doing, and hug me. I’ve always had two or three hugs a service, but now I get many more. And that’s not counting all the handshakes. “I’m praying for you,” many say, concern on their faces. The words bring comfort and encouragement.

Some of those people I have prayed for myself in the past; sadly, some I intended to pray for, but forgot. Intended cards did not always get sent. Caught up in my daily life, I haven’t always been the best at thinking of others. I feel almost embarrassed by all the attention I get now. I don’t deserve this love. Yet isn’t that how God’s love is? I can never do enough to deserve God’s love; yet He showers it on me anyway. And one way He does so is through His people. I am overwhelmed and blessed by this love. I will do my best to pass it on to others.

About susanmaas

I grew up in the green state of Oregon, coming to love the birds, flowers, and other wild things of the woods. Our family homeschooled for sixteen years, spending wonderful vacations at the beach or camping in the western United States and British Columbia. For most of my adult life, I have been a part-time writer, creating personal experience stories, homeschooling articles, devotionals, Sunday school curriculum, and children's stories and books. I enjoy looking for signs of the eternal in nature and the small, everything events in our lives.
This entry was posted in Blessings, Cancer, church and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s