Last Sunday, it happened in the middle of the service. I asked for people to share what they were thankful for. After several had shared, a young woman stood to speak. While I knew her story - and we all have a story - I wasn't sure how many others did. So she started her story, except she spoke Spanish. While it was the language she felt best able to express herself in, very few could understand. But just a couple of seats away, a young man started translating, without prompting - save from God Himself. Phrase by phrase, they told of God's goodness and faithfulness. It was beautiful.
As part of the series we are in on Christian theology, I plan to preach on the doctrine of the church, or ecclesiology, the first Sunday in December . I will try to say the things the Bible says about what the church is and should do. But I am not sure anything I say will be more effective than actually watching the church - this church, our church - these past couple of weeks.
