be-musings

Last night at the stroke of midnight, as we wished each other God's love and sang Auld Lang Syne together, there were some misty eyes. I looked around at these friends with the knowledge that some of us were keenly aware it was only by God's grace that we were there...that we were even alive. I have been told of a crossroads in lives - things that changed people forever. As I thanked God for these people and their transparency in their journeys, I saw some of the purpose of God bringing us together.
We give willingly of our time and money every week to build a foundation that will reach people in a way that they are not currently being touched. It will be a long road to get there, and there are burdens and uncertainty along the way. But we slog it out. And last night I realized something. We are forming a community of people who are becoming vulnerable with each other. God is stretching his healing hand amongst us, touching each of us where we need it. We are sharing this path of woundedness and rejuvination with each other; we are having "church". As I sit right now and recall the looks on the faces through last night's concert and games and dancing and eating, I think that even if this is all that happens through 365 then the work is worth it. If it doesn't grow beyond this, God has met His purpose. He has knit together a group of misfits and is teaching them about Himself through their community.
Thank you to the dedicated people of 365.