Sunday at The Summit

Sunday afternoon, Sylvia and I went to see our son, Bryant, and his family, Barbara and Briana. Barbara had prepared a very nice meal to celebrate Sylvia’s birthday. Briana made a chocolate pie with whipped topping. It was all very good. We always look forward to our visits with the 3 Bees.  After the evening meal, we went to their church.

Briana went on a mission trip to Mexico with a several of the kids from her youth group. The group meets Sunday evening at The Summit. That’s the name they’ve given to their meeting place. Some of the kids were going to share a bit of their experiences on the trip, and there would be video and still pictures of their 10-day trip. We arrived well ahead of the 6 PM start time.

The High-School kids led the worship service. We all enjoyed a rousing good time of upbeat music with a solid message. As you can see, the young folks all gathered at the front and we all stood for the singing. It was wonderful!

Later we all sat down and some of the young folk that went on the trip shared with us. Several of them started by saying they didn’t really want to go when the time came, but were so very happy that they did go. It was obvious that many of them had life-changing experiences during their time in Mexico.

One young lady told of troubles that she had at home and at school and how she had even come to question the very existence of God. She read from her personal journal of a conversation she had with God. She had written, “Lord, I really need to know that you are there. I need to feel your presence.” She went on to say that she had written those lines just before the earthquake struck. Another one had a similar experience on earthquake day.

The leaders also told their stories of what had happened and what they had seen. There were videos and pictures for us to see. It was a very uplifting experience.

The adult leader said that Riane McConnell (a friend of Briana) would close the meeting with a song that she had written. She sang a beautiful song about letting go and surrendering. Riane is one talented gal!

Then it was over. I looked at my watch — it had to be wrong. Could we have been there two and a half hours? It seemed like a very short hour. What a blessing we received at The Summit.

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About Chuck

I am retired after a career in electronics and in publishing. Today, my wife of 50+ years, Sylvia, and I live in a house on a hill beside a dirt road in rural west Michigan. We enjoy living in this country environment where livestock and wild life out number the human population.

3 thoughts on “Sunday at The Summit

  1. Vanilla, Yes I was blessed. I'm glad that you were too.

    BA, I have corrected the spelling. Thanks for calling that to my attention. I should have asked about that first.

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