Today we held Church with Chet in our tiny little chapel at home. Translation. We met in Miss and my office which looks out into our side yard filled with beautiful Pin Oaks and some soon to be dead Ash trees. Krit sat in my favorite reading chair, Tay settled into Missi’s computer chair, and Miss took her seat on the credenza with her back to the window. I was in my squeaky chair on the opposite side of the desk from Tay and looking out the window behind my Miss.
We read Roman 12:3-13 after listening to the song, ONE, by U2 with an assist from Mary J. Blige. The message wasn’t delivered all that well, but the chapel had an amazing vibe going. I was looking across the desk at Tay and just taking him in. I was looking slightly to my right and seeing my Miss, her hair kinda wet and not yet ready to go, but here because she wouldn’t want to miss some kinda time with her cubs. And, I looked to my right and there was the Krit’s with her new cub, miss Penny curled up on my favorite chair.
Everybody contributed their thinking toward what Paul meant as he challenged us to become ONE. Everybody played. Everybody was heard and everybody had something to say. Miss wrapped it up with a prayer that included her hopes and wishes for her cubs Jordan and Andrew too. It was a special service. Come to think of it, they all are. Church, it turns out, is a lot like life – the meaning doesn’t matter if you don’t have a few members that matter.
Today, in our little chapel, the message had special meaning because a few of the members that mattered were beside me. God, thanks for the gift of family members. God, help me remember my place…
