By Don Lowe, Holy Spirit, Charleston
A lady one might mistake as elderly and frail punched the mess out of my left shoulder about an hour and a half ago, and I am still feeling the love… literally.
I was sitting at the very end of a pew on the left side of the sanctuary as you face the altar, toward the back, and a sister in Christ punched me in the shoulder…hard…as she proceeded up the left side aisle towards a pew closer to the front of the church. She didn’t even bother to look back.
This is the same lady who, the day Mona and I were received into membership at our new church approached us and said, “Welcome to our crazy, messed up family.”
I needed that punch. I grinned to myself about it all through worship, and it was a “reboot” I needed because I have been in a near constant state of anger for days now. I have been forgetting that “the anger of man does not accomplish the righteousness of God” (James 1:20) and we are instructed to “rejoice always, pray without ceasing, give thanks on all occasions, for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus” (1 Thessalonians 5:16-18).
She may be advanced in years, but she is anything but frail and very young in spirit. And God used her to provide me with just the thing I needed… a solid, loving wallop on the shoulder.
Thanks be to God. I think it’s going to leave a mark.