The Power of Fellowship

The Power of Fellowship

The month of February brought sickness to my house. My two sons were sick. The youngest plagued with a double ear infection, making him say “huh” to every comment. As for myself, I have my usual chronic illness, as well as dealing with a knee that won’t get better. It’s been swollen since I injured it in August. To top it off, the last couple of weeks, I caught my boy’s infection. Good ‘ol sinus issues to keep me company.

To say I’m tired of sickness is an understatement. It seems to greet me at every turn. Because of the perpetual cycle of illness in our house, I haven’t gone to church the month of February.

Can you imagine my disposition? I know I haven’t been the most pleasant person to be around. I know I’m more emotional. Despite the very real knowledge I had of my downturn mood, there seemed to be no lifting it. Studying the Bible on my own didn’t help. Listening to worship and praise music wasn’t working. So I dragged myself out of bed this past Sunday to go to church. I figured I could find a corner by myself incase I was still contagious.

Y’all the moment worship started, a flood of peace came over me. It was like I was immediately plugged in and recharged. The annoyance of my sinuses went away. The questions of every day life disappeared. In that moment, there was myself, God, and the body of Christ.

It was invigorating, renewing, and just plain peaceful. Words fail to describe it. It was like I finally found the oasis in the middle of my desert.

I needed to go to church. I needed to be surrounded by other believers. I needed to take my eyes off of my problems and redirect them to the Lord.

I was reminded of the Scripture:

“I was glad when they said unto me, Let us go into the house of the Lord” (Psalm 122:1 KJV).

If my knee wasn’t bothering me, I probably would have danced. I left service ready to face the week. I got out of my house and enjoyed the sunshine the Lord blessed us with. I filled up my cache of books thanks to my local library.

It was the best Sunday I had all month and it was all because I went into the house of the Lord. Have you had a similar situation?

 

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Toni Shiloh About Toni Shiloh

Toni Shiloh is a wife, mom, and Christian fiction writer. Once she understood the powerful saving grace thanks to the love of Christ, she was moved to honor her Savior. She writes to bring Him glory and to learn more about His goodness. You can visit Toni at her website.

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  1. I love going to church! And I hate when I have to miss. So glad you got there and found renewal.

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    Toni Shiloh

    Toni Shiloh Reply:

    Isn’t it amazing what a difference it makes?!

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  2. Boy this one really speaks to me, Toni. I’m going through health issues, too and have had to skip church at times, and you’re right… you get in there and feel the fellowship and message and it’s like re-energizing your soul.

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    Toni Shiloh

    Toni Shiloh Reply:

    Exactly, Cherie! I’m glad I felt well enough to go. I prayed all the way there that God would get me there and I’m so thankful He did.

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  3. Enjoyed your post, Toni. I loveLoveLOVE going to worship with believers; the gathering, prayer, and praise. Probably should have gone ahead and danced and that knee might have been healed as your soul was! 🙂 I love dancing before the Lord, though I did a lot more of that when I was younger! Maybe now that I’ve lost seventy pounds (only thirty more to go) I’ll dance again soon 🙂 Bless the name of the Lord!

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  4. We’ve had years where we’re been sick all winter. Not fun! Thankfully we’ve been healthy this year. I agree, there’s something about being with the body of Christ in our weakness that is uplifting. Corporate worship is part of God’s design for us.

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    Toni Shiloh

    Toni Shiloh Reply:

    I love how well He provides. He knew how much we would need corporate worship.

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  5. Every time I have fought the temptation to skip church because: a) I’m sick, b) I’m depressed, c) who cares about me anyway, I find blessings abound.

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  6. Isn’t it great how that works, Linda? I love how God blesses us when we feel our worst.

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