As the fresh fallen snow envelops our little community, I can’t help but be reminded that it’s a little bit like how Love covers a multitude of sin. A few weeks ago, Elasta Woman got a notion - one she had been thinking about for some time. She decided that the community needed to once again become a community and worship together. This young, married woman in her mid 20’s - of depth beyond her years, rebelled against "the norm". Despite the fact that many people refuse to associate with one another, she and Mist organized the first ever "Community Praise and Worship". I’ll admit, I was just a little bit skeptical. There are so many people who hold grudges. I just didn't see how it was all going to work out. After I saw the younger women’s passion and determination, I was convicted into knowing it was a God plan and that I needed to get behind it and support them.
At our women’s group that week, there was a stir of enthusiasm. They brought a host of songs to discuss doing along with lots of other ideas. I had encouraged them to bathe the event in prayer and that’s exactly what we all did. We prayed for it at home. We prayed for it in groups. They met ahead of time and prayed. Lots and lots of prayer went into the occasion. When at last the day came, we loaded into our Suburban picking up a few extra passengers along the way and headed to the community center amidst the new fallen snow.
Lots of people had begun to arrive. We had all decided ahead of time that we were going to try and remain ignorant about who was going. This was because when people asked us, we wanted to say with all honesty "I don’t know". We were pleasantly surprised to see a nice variety of folks. As the music started, and I saw my friends up there singing, I couldn't help but feel like God was looking down upon the variety of people and had to be pleased. Some kind of goodwill overtook us all and the variety of musicians and singers gathered seemed to bring peace and healing to the valley. I’m pretty sure good ground was won and the strongholds of bitterness relinquished its grip. It was almost as if an angelic choir joined in along with us.
The next day in church, one of our favorite mountain men - we call him "When in Doubt Shoot it Out Guy", because he says that kidding around sometimes. Anyway, this lovable older veteran lives in a cabin with out running water. He recalled to us the tale that he had gone out to haul water and noticed fresh mammoth mountain lion tracks near his well. Because of this, he decided it was possibly time for indoor plumbing. "I don’t want to die, man, I just wanna get some water!" he relayed. The kids, of course, had to repeat this tale when we got home. I remembered our music the night before and it seemed to pertain just a little to the mountain man’s famous quote.
John 7:37 On the last day, that great day of the feast, Jesus stood and cried out, saying, "If anyone thirsts, let him come to Me and drink. 38 He who believes in Me, as the Scripture has said, out of his heart will flow rivers of living water."
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