This is the Church.
Forgive me for taking pictures during church but it was a sacred moment that I had to permanently capture. It needed to be more than a mental memory because those memories (at my age) are all too fleeting these days.
This is about a woman who was sitting in church alone… with tear-stained cheeks and a used up tissue.
This is about a woman who was alone. Until she wasn’t.
This is about a woman who was brave enough to come to church alone with a hurting heart. I wonder if she thought she shouldn’t even come. I wonder if she knew she had to come. Because that’s where hurting hearts should go.
This is about another woman who was sitting comfortably with her husband. She noticed the woman sitting in church alone, crying alone. She moved without hesitation from her comfortable spot to sit beside her.
Maybe she knew why the woman was crying, maybe she didn’t. Maybe she knew who the woman was, maybe she didn’t. But she knew something. She knew she was alone and she noticed her tears. She scooted up beside her in a way that proved she had no other choice.
More than her mere act of companionship, she shared her own tears with her and never took her arm from around her shoulder.
No one should have to sit alone in church. No one should have to cry alone in church. No one should have to do anything alone in church!
Think about it. If someone goes to church it’s because there’s something inside of them that knows it’s important to be around people. They desire community. They need a friend. They crave worshipping with other believers. They don’t want to be alone because if they did, they would have stayed home and watched a live stream in their pj’s. But they didn’t.
I wonder if the broken woman thought about not even coming that morning. I wonder if she used all the strength she could muster to convince herself it would be worth it. I wonder if she’s glad she came. I think she might have been.
This is community.
This is love.
This is the Church.
The Church may not be perfect but She is often very very good.
I’m so grateful that I got to witness the good. It is a memory that will not long be forgotten.
“So let’s do it—full of belief, confident that we’re presentable inside and out. Let’s keep a firm grip on the promises that keep us going. He always keeps his word. Let’s see how inventive we can be in ENCOURAGING LOVE AND HELPING OUT, NOT AVOIDING WORSHIPING TOGETHER AS SOME DO BUT SPURRING EACH OTHER ON, especially as we see the big Day approaching.” ~Hebrews 10:25