My week living in the CrossLight has has been full and interesting: prayer, journaling, biking, reading, packing Collin for college. Since getting Collin moved into Ohio University, I feel a little lost. No children at home, no church to pastor… It’s odd… My rudder seems directionless. It seems to be wobbling from side to side causing my spirit to drift.
Today, I awoke looking forward to entering into God’s house to worship, pray and sing praises. Along with the joy and exhilaration came an emptiness. My heart was missing YOU, my church family at FCC-Middletown.
Mark and I decided to go to church with his sister, Jennie, and her family in Cincinnati. When we walked in the doors we were greeted by a retired pastor we know from Camp Christian, and then several others we know from Camp. Then I looked up, and there it was… The CrossLight.
Not quite the same as ours, but confirmation of Christ’s light. Confirmation that I was home.
As worship continued, the confirmation kept coming as we sang praise songs, as the children’s choir sang, and as the Word of God was shared.
My rudder was finding direction in the CrossLight. I was being led by the light, I was being embraced, and ultimately I was being invited to Christ’s Table.
The familiar words were spoken, my heart swelled and tears filled eyes as I was reminded that through Christ, through his gift of life I was connected to YOU, to Collin, to Corey, to my Mother and Grandmother, to God and Jesus Christ. I had not shared in this common meal since sabbatical began. Since I was with you last. Today I sat at Christ’s table, welcomed and loved as a beloved child of God no longer drifting, no longer aching. Fully absorbing the grace-filled connection we have through Christ!
I pray that as we spend this divine time apart that you are fed as you come to Christ’s table welcome to all. For it is at Christ’s table that we are connected to one another. It is here that we are reminded we belong to one another no matter our physical location.
Miss you with love, Laureen 🙂
