A few years ago, in days before social media spreads word like wildfire, our church staff found out about a death in our church family a couple days after the funeral. I can still remember the anxious immediacy as we called that family to see what we could do following their loss. When we reached the family, I’ll never forget what they said, “Oh, we can’t thank the church enough for what they have done. We have been visited by so many, and others from our Sunday school class have provided food. We love how our church has loved us!”
That just about sums up how Mud Creek cares for Mud Creek. Our groups pour out visits, food, and prayers on those going through loss. Our deacons and pastors visit regularly, even daily, those facing ongoing medical trials. Still others check in on shut ins and those in nursing facilities.
Now, like any church, we will have our quibbles over space and times. Some will push their preferences while others will push back with theirs. Some like it hot and others like it cold. But when we get down to real life, our church loves its own. I deeply admire how we strive to honor Jesus’ instruction,
By this all people will know that you are my disciples, if you have love for one another.”
Jesus said the church’s love for the church will testify to the world of our identity with him. My church gets this right. And that’s one reason I love my church!