My Maids in community

My Maids in community

I have been humbled in the past two months of the generosity of those around us.

We Christians gripe and groan, saying “What is this world coming to?” and “People just don’t care anymore.” Well, my friends have proven every naysayer wrong.

I recently got married: best decision ever. And all of my friends were with me–almost literally; I had 8 bridesmaids! Anyway, I love all of them to pieces, and they stood beside me, weeping for joy with me through the ceremony as I stood in front of the man of my dreams. They prepped with me, pampered me, celebrated with me, and sent me off, laughing (and crying) all the way!

And a little over a month later, they mourned with me.

Two and half weeks ago, my mother-in-law passed away. She was the most amazing woman ever (more on her incredible life later). One day has not slipped past us without feeling the void she left on earth.

And our friends surrounded us. The minute they found out, they set to work:

They made our house sparkle so we could come back to a clean, welcoming home.
They took turns sending someone out with a homemade dinner for us every night for over a week.
They sent
cards,
flowers,
prayers,
and so many words of encouragement.

Did I mention we are 24 and 22 years old? This is not normal. (Isn’t bringing a casserole to your married friend’s house for 40-year-olds?)

But we are deeply grateful. They brought love and light where they saw it was needed.

This is the meaning of community. This is what it’s supposed to look like. This is what Jesus was talking about.

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