This weekend I had the opportunity to fellowship with a group of people from all over the country. I am apart of a spiritual class that focuses on living out eternity on earth. There aren’t too many people my age in the class. Most are seasoned saints in their 50s and 60s. Sometimes I let that bother me more than it should and I miss out on what God has for me in this group. I’m glad I didn’t this time. I fully intended on cutting my trip short though I was open to the idea of staying if the Lord wanted me to. He must have wanted me too, because I stayed.
The first day I was there I shared with the group what was on my heart and it was well received. I thought “I guess I am apart of the group”. Having that thought made me realize I must have felt un-apart. The 2nd day, again, my place in the group was affirmed.
I have struggled to laugh in this season yet I couldn’t help but laugh with joy spending time with a sister last night. A mother of 4 and a widow, she has several years on me. But God has used her to demonstrate wholeness to me. And He used her to make me smile.
It is easy to go through this life alone. I’m an only child so being alone is a default for me. Living alone and being single with no children is a daily experience. Most days I dont mind it (I even enjoy it) but this weekend I was reminded that we need fellowship. Sometimes we need someone with us at Walmart walking around for an hour and being silly. We need someone to tell us to stay when we say we are going to go but we really want to stay. We need conversation and laughter and love.
People I had never met gave me compliments this weekend and affirmed me. My friend even got the 411 on another single guy at the meeting :-). I was touched by her in depth study of him LOL.