I don't think a single Sunday goes by that I don't thank God for my church family. If you've been reading my blog for any amount of time, you know that I love my church. While I believe that "church" isn't the point, it's God and the people inside, having a healthy church home is very important to me. And today, I was reminded, (once again) how happy I am at BYKOTA.
I am now on the Worship Team, playing Bongos, as well as spending two Sundays back in Children's Church. This month I'm spending three back there because I owe someone for covering for me last month. So, literally, I go from the platform (and typically I leave before the band is done because I need to go be with kids) to the back where the kids are at.
And, I can honestly say, I'm happy doing that. I've been in dry seasons where that would wear on me, where I just wanted to go and relax and enjoy service. And then I think God gives us seasons where we are better off being in the middle of it all. Right now I'm in that place where I enjoy being involved in the ministry, and in the midst of what God is doing in my church home.
And, as I looked out this morning on the congregation He's put me in, I am in awe of what WONDERFUL people are in my church. I imagine every church has a Regina, Karen, or Martha Lee, but in my little world I don't take one of them for granted. At this point, I can't imagine my life without them (or the rest of my church family) in it.
Go figure.
I am one blessed gal.
Later!
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