January 30

Today we had a baby shower for a couple who had lived here a few years ago and been heavily involved in one of our ministries.  We face-timed them to see the baby of course and to talk with “mom and dad.”  Technology worked well and we had a great visit.  The interesting thing is that during the course of our visit, the dad disclosed that he was separating from the Coast Guard and entering the Alaska Trooper Academy to become a fish and wildlife trooper.  We were all quite surprised and yet happy to hear they were going to be in Alaska again and naturally, we all know that there is a possibility that he might eventually be stationed in Cordova for some period of time.

The comment that stuck out to me was Mom’s remark that while they had a great church home and family where they are now, they really missed our community.  Over the years I have heard that comment repeated often and even this week I had an email from someone from years and years ago.

While it is a blessing, I often wonder what about our fellowship and community makes us so different that it is irreplaceable.  I don’t know if it is the time in the person’s life and what the church meant to them then, or if it truly is a lack in other fellowships since that time.  Naturally I will never know, but I am thankful that we are able to make a difference that is not lost over the years and I pray for more opportunities to make a similar difference in the lives of others.

Father, thank you for the fellowship and community we have to share with others.  Help us to never cease to make a difference for you.  Amen.

Matthew 5:13-16


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