Creative, New, Different, Uncomfortable

Today was a different kind of Sunday.  I still got up early to sing with the choir.  But instead of singing before a full congregation, it was with 22 other individuals coming together to lead an online worship experience. 

I must confess that I almost turned around and went back home.  I was unsure of the risks I was taking going out into the world.  Any yet, I was reminded to not be afraid.  So I went. I sang.  I heard the Word spoken and was reminded of the truth.  We heard that God will give us rest in the middle of the wilderness.  I cried at the words that "death has no hold on me".  God is good.

The snow of yesterday quickly melted away.  We are trying to encourage the kids outside as much as we can.  Today involved campfires and roller skates.  Who knows what they will come up with tomorrow.  I am still trying to decide how much people interaction is good right now for the kids.


Our pastor said that we will need to find creative, new, different, and sometimes uncomfortable ways to still receive the Word of God during these times.  The same can be said about parenting our children through these next three weeks (or longer).  While I have lots of ideas of what I want to get done, have the kids experience, and goals to achieve; I am trying to step back and let God move in each day.

Will we be uncomfortable with each other? Yes.  Is this a different experience? Categorically, yes.  Will there be uncertainty? I think so.  But still God is there.  Let's hold onto that.  Breathe in the promises and breath out His truths.  Let our actions be love.  Always.

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