I am sitting in the Narthex of my church passing time until an appointment for an MRI. I am watching as a devoted couple in the church works on a creation of the tomb which will provide a visual guide for our congregation's journey through Holy Week. The church secretary is here way past her official time, and the pastor is outside with tools putting up the sign promoting our service times this Sunday. The landscape company is riding around the property getting the grass to a manageable level. One of the saints of the church is wandering round doing all the little behind the scenes "fix it" jobs that he does. The music director is working on the details of all the choral and instrument offerings that will be offered up.
Yes, it must be the Tuesday before Easter, LOL. And I am just sitting here watching everyone else and loving how one congregation embodies all that we are to be and do as Christians. We are to share our gifts with others. We are to invite others to join us. We are to do without expectation of anything in return. Each doing his own part in the body of Christ.
And I am blessed just to be a small part of it all.
