Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends.
If you don't have time for anything else, click the following:
FAITHFUL THOMAS: A SECOND LOOK
and read a brilliant article by my friend and sister in Christ, Ashley Weaver.
Ashley's article and my story will fulfill Word Wednesday this week!
I wrote out my version of our freindship below.
Childhood memories, unforgettable times at church camp just outside Dolores, Colorado. That one week a year remains my "little glimpse of heaven", even today.
To begin with, Four Corners Encampment sits in one of the most amazing mountain valleys in Southwestern Rockies, its beauty surreal. Then top that off with hiking, volleyball and softball each sport only pausing for bible study. Real bible studies, studied in cabins built by both my grandfathers who are pillars of faith Grandad Welcher a preacher -- the other, Tom Kelly, I know him as, “Grandtom”, an elder in the church since I was little. At night, around the campfire, boys and girls performed skits and imparted devotions that enlightened youth with the Love of Christ.
This is where I first met Ashley Weaver. Well, she wasn't "Weaver" yet, but she was my 'cabin counselor'. Back then, a teen on fire for Christ, she gave a fine example of how I wanted to live my life ---pure, athletic, truthful, feminine, strong, faithful, and bold when it came to sharing her faith. We spent hours in praise, fellowship that glorified Him, fun athletic competition and deep bible study. Ashley helped me through some tough pre-teen times and probably didn’t even know it, she just served Jesus.
Before I could spend my last year at Four Corners and be a counselor myself -- giving away what had been given me -- my life twisted in a raw crash like many teen lives do. Instead of clinging to my faith, I took a dark train far from the loving body of Christ.
I spent next several years wondering if that divine purity, that bewitching love, that sublime Spirit of God was just a dream. Had it all been a lie, the bible studies, the fellowship, the instruction, the love full of Light? Maybe even that girl, Ashley Weaver, didn't exist.
To be continued. . .(ha ha, I'm learning from you all - the best cliff hanger writers!)