Playdates: Friends

Family and friends are a shelter in troubled times… (Sirach 40:24a)
When the work is done and every trace of vacation Bible school is tucked away…we sigh. We eat together and play together and are salt for one another. We celebrate.
It’s been a long week, filled with joy and tired but we’ve done all this together. From the decking of the church to the removal of that last bit of green—we’ve been together. You tell us that where two or more are gathered in your name…You are there. This we know because we feel your hands among ours—these years of serving together, working side by side. And something wonderful has happened in between the service projects and the carry-in dinners and the committee meetings.
We have become bread to one another. 
Thank you for my Playmates, Lord. You knit us together more tightly with each passing day. We are family.

How about you? How do you embrace the God-joy? Every Monday I’ll be sharing one of my Playdates with God. I would love to hear about yours. It can be anything: outside, quiet time. Maybe it’s solitary. Maybe it’s loud and crowded. Just find Him. Be with Him. And come tell us about it.

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  1. says

    Looks like a joyful week of work and play. Together is good. I hope this week provides a balance of some rest and solitude.
    (I’m writing my playdate in between taking girls to ballet, pottery, dance. . . hope to post it later:) Blessings to you, friend.

  2. says

    Oh, I do love those times when we work together, becoming exhausted and exhilarated at the same time. LOVELY, Laura. (Sorry I screwed up by entering the wrong URL first – I just knew I’d do that someday…)

    Love to you this Monday morning – hope it’s a quiet and restful one.

  3. says

    So glad that you were able to have a part in shaping young lives. What a lot of energy you must have, Laura. I’m glad God gives you strength to help make a difference in his world. You are a special person, and I count you as a friend.

    Love, hugs, and prayers.

  4. says

    Well…she said sheepishly, looks like the first one was the real one. Good grief. It would help if I’d scroll all the way down my own blog post to see which buttons I put where. Oh, well. Nobody’s perfect, right? MOST ESPECIALLY, not me.

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