Two Things

I was asked this week what I missed most about not having my mother around. It has been twelve months this week since she went home to be with the Lord. As I thought about the question I realised that it was the fellowship that we shared each week that I missed the most. Not being able to ring her when I had a problem, not being able to have her arms around me when I visited but that honest spiritual fellowship that we don’t seem to share as a society any more. I can remember many people sitting around their kitchen table and talking about the Lord and what He had done for them since the last time that they had been together. It was not the weater that was the major subject of the conversations, nor was it politics even though these were mentions and discussed I’m sure but the centre of their deliberations was God the father, Jesus Christ the son and the Holy Spirit. As I looked around at my family with different eyes this week, I realised that we have two things in common; our parents and the word of God being the centre of our lives as we were growing up. Other than that we all seem to be very different people but it’s these two things that will always hold us together. “So we, being many, are one body in Christ, and every one members one of another.” Romans 12:5.