Kindred spirits.

We celebrated Rally Day at our church today.  A sort of “beginning” to the fall season for us – new Bible study classes start, Sunday school, a new sermon series, etc.  It was a wonderful celebration of beginning for me – I just LOVED it!

As I remember worship this morning, I have a sense of belonging and of sameness – does that make sense?  By no means, are we all the same.  I mean my husband and I have been married over 35 years and we don’t see eye to eye on everything for heaven’s sake – let alone, my whole church body.  But what I mean by “sameness” is that we were all there for one purpose, one reason. 

G O D.

His Word, His Sacrifice, His Truth.

Wikipedia says that “kindred” means a combination of extended family and religious group.  "Kindred" is a good way to describe the people I know and love at Family of Christ – kindred spirits.

Do we all worship the same?  No.  Eat the same things, walk the same . . . talk the same?  Nope.

Do we all vote for the same candidates?  I am sure not.

But we are a combination of people who all love God and who want to know Him better through worship and His Word.   

Have you ever sat in worship or at a Christian conference and thought about that?   I mean, “that” being you were surrounded by kindred spirits, ones who love the Lord, Jesus Christ, hearts entwined, and want nothing more than to know Him better?   It’s TRULY an AWESOME thought, isn’t it? 

Out in the world, no matter where you go, I’m not seeing that.  There is so much division, dissention, and hatred.  Just driving down my street, signs stating who to vote for and how to vote (marriage amendment, etc.) litter the scenery.  The news tells us who opposes what and why.  Differing opinions run high.  “Do this – no, I want that - no, don’t do that – no wait, this needs to be done.”

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Does ANYBODY agree anymore?

Remembering worship this morning . . . . . remembering worship.

Remembering smiles and tears . . . . remembering the Truth being preached . . . remembering children singing . . . . remembering working together for a common good.  Remembering praying, loving, leading.  Remembering. 

Remembering meeting someone’s eyes and KNOWING they loved Jesus – knowing we were where we were supposed to be this morning – knowing they were a “kindred spirit”. 

Psalm 22:

The meek shall eat and be satisfied; they shall praise Jehovah that seeks after Him: Let your heart live forever.  All the ends of the earth shall remember and turn unto Jehovah; and all the kindred’s of the nations shall worship before Thee.  For the kingdom is Jehovah's; and He is the ruler over the nations.

Even if all the nations DO NOT worship Him (and they don’t – in fact, our nation really doesn’t . . .), we can.  We – you and me – as kindred spirits. 

Are you in?  Shall we rally?  Let’s begin this fall with a conscious effort to seek after Him so that our hearts will live forever.  Let’s remember Jehovah, the God of the universe and worship Him – study Him – know Him.

One step at time, kindred spirit . . . one worship service, one class, one ray of hope for a fallen world . . .  with our hearts entwined.