Proud

I went to Massachusetts General Hospital last night to visit a guy in our church who is going through some major stuff right now in the form of cancer.  He is a real trooper.  With his wife and two kids, there is no doubt in my mind they have shown considerable strength through the process.  I remember sitting in a Starbucks with this very same man only a few months or so before his diagnosis and he told me:

“I’ve been to a lot of churches around the country, and have seen a lot of crap.  Now I’m looking for a church where my family is going to be treated like family, because our family is not local, and we really want to connect.”

I said:  “So we’ll see you Sunday?”  (half-jokingly)

Last night as I drove to the hospital around 11:00 pm, I thought about this earlier conversation, and I prayed that his prayers had been answered through this time.

Then I arrived and found that a few members of his life group had been there before me already, and another member was currently watching their kids through this very difficult evening.

I think he found his church.

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