No one gets where they are without help. That’s especially true in each persons faith walk through life. We all accept Christ into our hearts as individuals, we have to make that declaration alone. But keeping that flame alive usually involves the support of community.
Sometimes I think I have a faith that will never be moved. I pass through days and weeks just sailing on the winds of grace. There’s no doubt that life events can draw me closer to the Lord. Birthdays, anniversaries and graduations are all happy celebrations that give me a sense of being blessed. Blessed to be present, blessed to stand in such obvious grace. But inevitably, hard times come.
I’ll have bad days, and it’s hard to bounce back to a close relationship with God. I get so distracted by my emotions and the craziness of the moment that I start to feel disconnected. That’s when God steps in and sends his children to help support and remind me that he is still there. Yes, his grace is enough for me. And sometimes that grace comes in the body of my friends and family members.
In the Old Testament, these chosen ones were anointed with oil:
1 Kings 1:39 Zadok the priest took the horn of oil from the Tent and anointed Solomon. They sounded the trumpet and all the people shouted…
Exodus 30:30 You must also anoint Aaron and his sons and consecrate them, so that they may be priests in my service.
The Lord chose his leaders to help his people through war, and to support them in faith. Have you ever thought about the chosen ones who were anointed for you? I know from experience that God wants our pain to be eased and our sufferings to be shared. I may not be delivered from my pain, but having someone near to hear and walk with me is God’s love coming to earth.
In the weeks before my mom’s death, there was so much to do. My brother arranged for a hospital bed at home, my sisters and I set up a rotation of care so two of us were with her 24/7. Whenever I hear the the words: “It takes a village” I know exactly what that means.
We all met together every night to say Night Prayer after my mom was asleep. I know that God was there for us in his healing grace. But even more importantly, we were given the gift of each other. We could express our feelings, support each other and just be present. We were anointed for each other.
I try to be aware, and then be very thankful for the people in my life who have been anointed to support me. It’s an incredibly generous, and greatly needed gift from God and from those people. And I know I will be chosen to be God’s grace to someone else someday. I look forward to that.
Because I know we just can’t do it alone. It takes a village.
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