“And all the believers met together constantly and shared everything with each other, selling their possessions and dividing with those in need. They worshiped regularly at the Temple each day, met in small groups in homes for Communion, and shared their meals with great joy and thankfulness, praising God.” Acts 2:44-47 (Life Application Bible)
She often thinks outside the box, so to speak. Listening to her talk about another one of her inspirations really interested me.
“What if, let us say, the person across the street and I become really good friends and we really care deeply for each other?” The problem arises when stances on faith differ.
Together we began to talk of the many denominations of religion in our life, as well as different nationalities. We are a very diverse world and we humans just cannot seem to get together to straighten out our differences.
What if a Protestant, Catholic, Muslim, Jewish, Buddhist, Baha’i, you name it ... got together and “communed” with God? I believe God would certainly be smiling upon them, coming together, realizing, in fact, they have faith in the same God and His Family, if only they could come together and realize that.
Imagine coming together to share what we have with each other; selling our very own possessions to help others; worship in “one” house of worship (albeit there would be many houses scattered about the world in different towns, villages, deserts, mountaintops, etc.) so as to accommodate everyone and share their meals with each other.
Indeed, I have been to many different houses of worship in my life. Had I never been invited to a Presbyterian church back when I was 20, perhaps I would not have learned of Maundy Thursday until many years later.
Over the years I have attended many different kinds of services: “Holy Rollers,” as my grandmother spoke of these folks when I was just about 7; my friend’s father who was a very different kind of minister told me, at the altar, “You are going to Hell if you do not repent,” being submerged when I was baptized; attending an “old country Church,” that sat on a gently sloping hill with beautiful green grass, which I loved to lie upon and watch the white, gently flowing puffy clouds cross the sky of blue; going to that same church for Bible school when I was just 6 and making things to take home to Mama. Some houses of worship welcomed me and some did not.
Imagine sitting around the communion table next to someone of a different denomination and breaking bread together. What a marvelous “family” to belong to and share with and love!
There are “ministerial alliances” in many cities where different folks come together and that is a good thing. It just would be a very loving life if, let us say, we could walk into any church of any denomination, in the world and be welcome.
It is a dream of love. That being said, I am sure of one thing ... it will happen in heaven.
So, let us try to love all our brothers and sisters and try to get along and work together to make this world a better place ... trying to follow Jesus and doing the things that make someone else’s life just a little bit better.
Share what you have, be kind. A smile goes a long way in letting folks know you care for them.
Today, I noticed, as we were having lunch in a restaurant, how many “sour” faces were about us.
I do not like to talk about things like this because I do not like to sound like I am different than anyone else: God gave me a very outgoing personality, a ready smile and a positive approach to others I meet along the way.
Today, also, at a store, as I was leaving, the greeter, said something to me. I could not hear her, so I approached her and she said, “You look beautiful.” Of course I thanked her and I said, “Oh, I bought this from your store for $5 a piece,” as I smiled and laughed at myself. She stood there and I said, “Can I give you a hug?” She said, “Yes.” So I gave her that hug and asked her if I could add her name to my prayer list. She answered me, saying, “Yes, I really need prayers.”
A friend of mine from church told me a couple of weeks ago she was in a grocery store and a woman came up to her and told her what beautiful hair she has. My friend has pure white hair, though thinning, and she does not think it is beautiful. (I sure do though). Anyway as she continued the story, another woman came up to them and she told my friend what a beautiful smile she had ... thus the conversation began and they conversed about God.
My friend said, here we were talking about God in a large grocery store just because of my hair and smile.
God uses each one of us to spread love and faith ... just by the gifts He gave to us. Please use them whatever they may be and do it with love!
God bless you and your families and any animal companions you may have.