Until recently, weather seemed like a backdrop in life. My life has never been significantly mpacted by the forecast. Weather has been like a song playing in the background that I have barely noticed.
That was, until Community of Hope started. Suddenly, weather has become much more important. Weather has taken on a greater significance in my life, not only for the sake of our worship service, but more importantly for the people we are building relationships with. Last night I realized how privileged I am every time the heater clicks on, while the people I have come to love seek shelter.
The forecasts for today warned of rain, snow, and winds gusting to 35 miles per hour.
An hour before the Community of Hope service, a group of us pointed our necks to the sky deciding whether we should move the service inside. The wind was not blowing, no precipitation, with a temperature of about 40 degrees. So, we moved forward with our planned outdoor service.
As I began to preach, two amazing things happened. The clouds parted, the sun came out, and I could feel the warmth on my skin. At the same time, large flakes of snow fell. The sun shined and the snow fell simultaneously.
How much was today’s strange weather like life? How many times do we experience blessings and struggles together? How do we recognize God’s presence among the cold and the warmth?
Today 50 people worshiped God, shared a meal, and received communion, amongst our joys and pains.