Church for Two

Ryan and I stayed at the lake through the entire weekend, which meant we were up there for Sunday morning and church time. Ryan suggested we might attend the boat-in service, which was very exciting to me, because I've never been to boat church before!

But by Sunday morning, we were exhausted - after a Saturday that began early with barefooting and ended with a seven hour trip to a parade for work. Being up, dressed, ready, and across the lake ready for church at 7:30 a.m. was daunting. So we decided to do our own church service for two down at the lake. And I'm not gonna lie to you - I think I felt more intimacy with the Lord in that experience than I might have trying to hear over a gaggle of boats.

We loaded up our coffee {of course} and our Bibles and drove over to a picnic shelter by the beach area of the lake. It was a lovely July morning, as you can see:

SERIOUSLY, INDIANA???? HOODIES IN JULY?????????

But I digress.

So we sat in the little shelter and talked at long, long length about the things that God has been putting on our hearts about His purpose for us as a couple and the future He has for us.

We read verses and I shared quotes I had run across last week, when God poured them in front of me, one after another.

Much like the rain that fell all around us that morning.

With the waterfront in our line of vision, we shared...prayed...read...dreamed together.

And God was so good and faithful and heard the cries of our hearts and the Scripture we claimed toward our future.

Church is many things. It's the assembling together of people to read, pray, sing, admonish, and encourage each other. It's a chance to be unified with other believers and learn together in a group.

But sometimes church is two souls huddling in hoodies underneath a picnic shelter gripping coffee cups and knowing that where two or three are gathered - He is there too.

Thankful for Sabbath rests.