Scott told me during the week that he was leaving his flat on the weekend to move into a caravan at the piggery where he works... sounds like the story of the Prodigal Son doesn't it? :)
Yesterday afternoon he had nowhere to store his furniture and nothing to transport it in. We weren't feeling terribly sympathetic as we were in the middle of rearranging the little bed/ store room in the church and just had to keep at it. We decided though that since his natural family was again being totally negligent, the spiritual family had better step up to the crease.
After a sermon about relationships and caring for one another because of who we are and not just for what people can do for us, I asked for people to come and help us move him out.
So what would you expect from a request for workers with no prior warning, and to help someone who hasn't exactly been a regular part of the congregation lately? Most of the men and some of the wives who didn't have children to care for turned up for between one and five hours.
What an awesome response!
We not only got his stuff loaded onto utes and put into storage (or else sent to the tip), but we cleaned the flat to "as new" condition. So much so that the estate agent would be able to put a new tenant in tomorrow with little work required.
If I was measuring our church's level of care for one another, I think I would give us an "A" after this.
Another reason to "boast" about "my" excellent congregation. :D
Well congratulations to all who helped! I just love to see people all come together like that!
ReplyDeleteThanks Lois! They really are a great bunch of people!
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