I’m on our screen porch, sipping coffee, listening to the rain, and counting my blessings this Easter morning. I am sad that we are not able to congregate today of all days, but I’m excited that the real tie that binds us is still intact.
As the gospel song says “The Anchor Holds.” We are bound by a common experience – salvation - and a common excitement - our Savior. We have been touched by the reality of the resurrection. Like those two on the Damascus road, we say, “He is risen indeed”!
I long for the day when our hearts will be united and our voices raised once again side by side in corporate worship. The truth is as the church- we need to be at church. This desire is birthed not out of some legalistic distortion, but rather on a realistic design. We have been spiritually born into a family and are part of an intricate fellowship known as the Body of Christ.
“Now you are the body of Christ, and each one a member of it”
I Corinthians 12:27
We need to be together, but until then, we will continue to press on in Jesus’ name. There are significant lessons to be learned in the midst of this that I am convinced will, in the long run, strengthen His body for the task before us.
For such a time as this we must forgo assembling, but we will not forsake that ultimate desire. I miss my church family.
Shepherding from a distance,