There is a time for everything and a season for every activity under heaven:
v.4 a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance
Jenny and I were not at church Sunday. We were visiting her family out of town. We will not live here much longer and yet our hearts are every bit as much a part of Crossroads as before. A phone call followed by prayer and tears and more prayer. The Body of Christ is not geographical.
We went to a county fair in Lubbock last night. Let's say a distraction. There was a booth there with a Baptist church literally passing out cups of cold water in Jesus' name. As we walked by we saw a little sign that said, "Need prayer?" We paused, looked at each other, and wordlessly turned around. Not much was said. Not much needed. But 2 brothers and 2 sisters who we will never meet again in this life prayed for Crossroads Bible Church. They prayed words of healing and grace and restoration. They prayed for this season. We pray with them.
"My grace enough; it's all you need.
My strength comes into its own in your weakness"
2 Cor. 12 - The Message