Again and again I feel electrofied by the thought that we, as a church, as a society, are failing at our job of helping one another along through life. WE ARE CALLED to bear with each other. Why do we shy away from "messy" people? People who are going through difficult times or who don't act like we act? Why don't we help? Love? Care? Be there? I am going to explore this thought and would love your feedback.
What has been the most difficult thing you have endured in life? How did the people closest to you react during that season in your life? How did it affect you?
What has been the best thing that has happened in your life? How did the people closest to you react during that season in your life? How did it affect you