What a blessing to be part of a Caregroup who really does care and really does pray. This was going to be the last Tuesday evening meeting at our house for a while – at least until I have recuperated sufficiently from surgery. So we met for a meal together and a time of just good ol’ fellowship. At the end of our potluck supper tonight I read from 2 Corinthians 5 and then someone suggested that I sit in the middle of the room so they could pray for me as I head into surgery next week. They all gathered around, some kneeling, some standing and prayed most earnestly. Two-year old Mason held my hand and nine-year old Gavin put his hand on my head. When Mason got bored and didn’t want to hold my hand any more Gavin took it and stood there with one hand on my head and one hand holding mine. If you notice a smile on my face as we are praying it is because I was thanking God for such a beautiful picture of the body of Christ -his Church.
Thank you Caregroup for your love and prayers!