If you read Life with Lynnie (LwL) yesterday, you'll be aware that before our worship service began where I worship at Walkerville Evangelical Baptist Church, I met up with friends. The couple that I attended their wedding, just a few weeks ago. And, the bride's mom, too.
During our conversation, I asked if they were going to stay for the pot-luck luncheon we had planned for after our worship service. All three (3) of them, were shocked. They weren't aware this was happening.
I explained that it didn't matter if they were not aware, before gathering with us. As guests, they were welcome to join us.
Unfortunately, they said they would only be staying to worship. And, they did. But, they didn't join us for our luncheon.
While this was disappointing to me, I was happy to have fellowship time with some of my church family members, on that special day of honouring mothers... Mother's Day. Of course, the meal was absolutely delicious!
During the time when I was enjoying bites of food, my pastor's wife L, came over to see me. L handed me a little net-like container.
I asked what it was. L let me know that during the children's Sunday school class, they made necklaces and placed them in the black-coloured see-through wrapper.
She smiled. So, did I.
I believe I understood why she gave this to me. And, thanked her for it.
Then, at the time I was leaving, L approached me with a large white bag.
Inside it, was a large loaf of pumpernickel bread. And, a container of spinach dip.
I asked why she and her husband, my pastor Tom, had done this for me. Plus, I offered to pay them for the items.
L insisted that it was not something they wanted to be paid for. And, she let me know where they had purchased the delicious items.
When I thanked her, I hugged her. And, let L know that it truly wasn't necessary for them to have done this for me.
L reminded me that during one of our group gatherings, where we had enjoyed snacks, she had recalled I said that I hadn't had that spinach dip in a long time, and enjoyed it.
In my heart, I knew why they did this for me. They wanted to show me love.
Just as God told us we should do, in Romans 13:7-8, "Render therefore to all their dues: tribute to whom tribute is due; custom to whom custom; fear to whom fear; honour to whom honour.
8 Owe no man any thing, but to love one another: for he that loveth another hath fulfilled the law."
Being a widow who rarely ever gets to spend time with family, I believe they wanted to let me know that I was loved. By them.
This made me feel happy. Yet, sad.
As I've said in the past, I haven't really had much love.
After thanking L, who insisted I take those yummy items home with me, I made my way to my van. And, almost cried.
After doing a couple of errands, I made my way to the cemetery. Then, I made my way home.
Instead of cooking a meal for dinner later, I just enjoyed some of the bread and dip. I must admit, it was delicious.
It not only filled my stomach, it touched my heart.
Thank you, L and pastor Tom. May God bless you for honouring me, and showing me love.
Until next time...
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