By Lisa Huddleston
“And let us be concerned about one another in order to promote love and good works, not staying away from our meetings, as some habitually do, but encouraging each other, and all the more as you see the day drawing near” (Heb. 10:24-25).
I know it is Monday morning—not my typical day for writing and definitely not the specified day for church attendance, but I just left a sweet gathering of two or more who were assembled together to spur each other on in his name. Definitely a congregation of souls doing what he calls us to do as a church. Probably more specifically my friends were there to spur me on, but I can hope that it was a mutually encouraging event. Or at least that I can be there for them on another day.
And, boy, did I feel spurred on. These girls can walk! I tried my best to keep up with them, but I was sweating and breathing hard to do so. It reminded me of the time my daughter was accidentally placed in a heat at a swim meet that was much faster than she normally swam. However, she made her best time ever spurred on by those other girls and her own pride. Yep, I felt just the same as she must have. But, hey, I am the oldest of the group. I do turn fifty this week. And they do walk and exercise quite a bit. All excuses aside though, they really got me moving.
And isn’t that what we are supposed to do for one another? Challenge. Encourage. Spur on—ouch! Walk alongside another who may be struggling. We know it is. But how often do we actually do it? I just wanted to take a minute this morning to say thank you to the two sweet souls who surrounded me and encouraged me through an hour of stretching and growing.
I smiled as I got in my car, and they continued on another mile (or who knows how many more). I am blessed by Christ in them. And I feel encouraged.