Filed under: life
I’m in the car somewhere in the middle of BFE Indiana. Thinking a lot about house church last night. The guy I had the biggest conflict with in our previous house church called yesterday afternoon to see how I was doing in light of my grandpa’s health.
I had left him a couple of voice mails and emails with no response for a few weeks. Then I got the call yesterday, and I got a sense that he had finally truly forgiven me. This released us from the spiritual prison of unforgiveness.
Later we had house church, and it was incredible. Talked about John 8:1-11, regarding judging others. Led to some timely and vulnerable conversations. Shared some prayer needs, too. I’m still reeling from it!
I later learned that my friend’s HC had an incredible discussion and time together. I wonder if there is a party in heaven everytime people truly forgive one another?
How good to have this just before a most difficult trip.
Got me thinking of how tightly I wanted to hold on to the previous season of life. It had run it’s course and I wanted to keep it for the comfort and control. I’m not too bright sometimes.
Today I’m just enjoying the intricate journey I see unfolding in front of me.
