This time a week ago, I found myself leaving the driveway of a house I have grown to love over the past 4 months. When small group ended in December, I honestly wasn't sure I was going to join again. Not because I didn't love it, but because I was making excuses. I was tired or I wanted to work out. I started thinking about how much I gained from the semester before and realized that my excuses were not even close to what I could get out of being in small group again.
There were a lot of the same women in this group but some new faces as well. Again, I was the youngest of the group, but that didn't matter one bit. Some of the ladies in our group are spunkier than I am.
I am so thankful for community. I am thankful we don't have to live this life by ourselves, but we are given people to help us be better, keep us accountable, love us and pray for us. In small group this semester we laughed together, cried together, mourned loss together and celebrated together. In times of hurt and heartache, we were there for each other. In times of goodness, we celebrated and laughed together.
Being in a small group with these women is one of the best decisions I could have ever made. The wisdom that I hear every week is amazing, and sometimes I just sit back and think, "I hope I can be like that".
Someone wanted us to wear hats because she likes to call us the "Mad Hatters". I forgot mine, of course, but someone had my back! :)
These two ladies are so incredible. If you don't know them- you should. So thankful for leaders like you.
Matthew 18:20 says, "For where two or three gather in my name, there am I with them".
xoxo elise
