This month a whole bunch of babies were born to families in our church and blessings were prayed for them. A family is flying in a few days to bring home the daughter they are adopting for Eastern Europe with strong support behind them . Yesterday, one of our greatly loved pastors passed away after being diagnosed with a brain tumor just a couple months ago and the church is gathering around his family. Birth, death and everything in between.. the church should be a family and these are the times we come together in the ways we were meant to.
The things I am grateful for about our church are my group of Wednesday night ladies who are really sweet and really real. The teachers who have loved and gone out of their way to meet Ryland's needs. The other adoptive moms who have simply said, "I've been there" and the grace and patience shown to us during some hard days early on. The college students who Ryland has made friends with who always take a little time with him. The volunteers who show up early and work hard to get everything ready.
As we remember our pastor and friend, Kambiz, I know I'm not the only one who would say that his greeting on Sunday mornings made us all feel genuinely welcome, and that his generous and kind spirit is an inspiration to all of us. His life story encourages me to reach outside myself more to show care and love to everyone.