S.O.S.

I need your help. I am finding it harder and harder to write blogs each week now that summer is here. I don’t want to stop though. God doesn’t take a break from us for the summer so I don’t think we should take a break from God.

What I would like to do is send you a thought to ponder and I ask that you would write me back what it has stirred in you in the hopes that your input will be just what I need to keep the blog-writing juices flowing.

This week I want to send you part of a blog that I read from author and speaker, Jen Hatmaker. It really spoke to me about a challenge I have had following the COVID induced absence from in-person church attendance. And some confused and unsettling feelings upon returning.

Church to me right now feels like my best friend, my porch bed, my children and parents and siblings. It feels like meditation and my pecan trees. It feels like my kitchen table, my porch. It feels like Jesus who never asked me to meet him anywhere but in my heart.

I am holding space for anyone for whom church feels complicated; struggling with your own ghosts. Jesus is near and good and dear where ever you are. Outside the sanctuary but also inside it too, because he will be found.

Wherever you meet Jesus, and his people, and his love for the world and his ways, and his healing work, it is good.

You are good.

Jesus is good.

This is all I know for now.

What do you know? Please help me.

Joan