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Don’t Go Alone

On Friday night, I was in “enemy territory”; namely the “Weyburn Colosseum”.

The Bruins were playing the Red Wings in the first half of a “home and home” series, so two of my buddies and I decided to head up there and catch the game.

For a while, we tried to be inconspicuous. None of us wore Bruins’ gear or “black and gold” clothing. In fact, I don’t think any of us even had the name “Estevan” on any of our stuff. Just by looking at us, no one would know where we were from.

That was not the case for 90% of the people at the game, though. Everywhere we looked, we saw people wearing “Red Wings” hats, jerseys and coats. We even saw a few “Red Wings” face painted kids. As these folks filed in, my two buddies and I mostly just stayed to ourselves.

Then something happened that changed our attitude. We began seeing people we knew. “Bruins” hats, jerseys and coats filled the lobby. In fact, after a while there were enough “Estevanites” to fill up an entire section or two in the rink. As part of that larger group, we went from hiding in the corner, to yelling, hollering and cheered loudly for the Bruins. In fact, it was sort of fun to be so outnumbered, but cheering anyway.

Had I been there by myself, I would still have enjoyed the game, but I doubt that I would have cheered quite so loudly. However, in a large group it was easy to be bold. Sometimes, all you need is a little support.

To me, that idea of “support” is one of the best reasons to be involved in a local church. There is something beneficial about being with others who see things from the same perspective. Strength and courage can be found when we are with people who are going the same way and who are trying to do the same things.

If you could use some encouragement and a group with whom to share your spiritual journey, please know that you will always be welcome here.

“Strength in numbers” is not only true at hockey games, but in Spiritual things as well.

“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” (Hebrews 10:25).

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