Sisters

I love the body of Christ. I love Christ’s design and intention for His church. I love that in the best of times we generally transcend cultural, economic, and racial barriers. I know there is and always will be imperfections in our relationships throughout the brotherhood but I also know, for certain, that Christ is alive and well in Christians all over the world. I have had the privilege of being in the middle of ladies Bible classes/devotionals on four continents and an island – probably over a hundred various congregations. Women from all walks of life and backgrounds but sharing the common bond of Jesus – being touched and cleansed by His blood and all of our lives being transformed by His incredible hand in our own stories.

That being said, I want to share about the ladies Bible study I had in our home the other evening. It was a precious time. I directed the class but the ladies, these sweet sisters of mine, taught the lesson. I centered the time on prayer – the communication that the Father craves from us and the power of prayer. Verse by verse we discussed, shared laughter, tears and wisdom as only women can do. There were 14 of us around 2 tables pushed together. First we shared a prayer, a meal, singing, then study, handwork activities, dessert and more prayer. Far too soon the time was over and all of us were off to our busy lives and loves – the real world – but strengthened and renewed to face the challenges of life in this world.

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Sisters – in the faith – a sweet reminder that God is good and has given us many blessings as we await that heavenly home when we can talk face to face with Him through all the ages. In the meantime: prayer – how awesome and powerful.

How Beautiful Heaven Must Be
(A.P. Bland – A.S. Bridgewater)

We read of a place that’s called heaven
It’s made for the pure and the free
These truths  in God’s words he had given
How beautiful heaven must be.

How beautiful heaven must be
Sweet home of the happy and free
A  haven of rest for the weary
How beautiful heaven must be.

In heaven no drooping nor pining
No wishing for elsewhere to be
God’s light it’s forever there shining
How beautiful heaven must be.

How beautiful heaven must be
Sweet home of the happy and free
A  haven of rest for the weary
How beautiful heaven must be.

 

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