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Finding our way home

Writer Ann Lamott tells a story about a seven year old girl who got lost one day. As she ran up and down the streets of the big city where they lived, she could not find a single landmark that she recognized. Finally, a policeman stopped to help her. He put her in the passenger seat of his car and they drove around until she finally saw her church building. She pointed it out to the policeman and said, "You can let me out now. This is my church and I can always find my way home from here".

I have no idea whether that is a true story or not, but I like the picture it gives. The church (more accurately – not the building but the gathering of God's people) should be the place from which we can "find our way home". The church should be a place that locates us, helps us and points us in the right direction.

Getting together with other Christians can also encourage us and help keep us going. Hebrews says, “Let us not give up meeting together, as some are in the habit of doing, but let us encourage one another – and all the more as you see the day approaching” (10:25).

“The day” that is approaching in this passage is the return of Christ. In other words, the writer is saying, “Keep meeting together and keep each other going until we get to the end together”.

Could you use some encouragement and some direction? Our church is simply a group of people who meet to study God’s word and to encourage one another. You would be more than welcome to join us anytime.

Together, we can find the way home.

“I am the way, the truth and the life. No one comes to the father except through me” (Jesus, as quoted in John 14:6).

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