The power of fellowship
I had a great evening, along with my platoon, with Chaplain (COL) Bart Physioc and his wife. He is the installation chaplain for Fort Jackson, SC. He basically oversees all of the spiritual support to basic training soldiers in the army who enter at this location.
(Side note: For those wondering what in the world I am doing, I am at the Army Chaplain Center and School for some training until December)
They had about twenty of us over there, and it was a terrific evening of fellowship. There are probably few things more effective to bring the hope that we have in the Lord than opening a home and breaking bread together. It spoke to all of us very deeply, especially those of us who are away from home for a while.
How often do you find time to break bread with others? I don't just mean communion, but actually opening your home and sharing a meal? I imagine that David and his guys tossed chunks of meat and bread to each other around campfires. There's something about sharing food that is just...holy.
(Side note: For those wondering what in the world I am doing, I am at the Army Chaplain Center and School for some training until December)
They had about twenty of us over there, and it was a terrific evening of fellowship. There are probably few things more effective to bring the hope that we have in the Lord than opening a home and breaking bread together. It spoke to all of us very deeply, especially those of us who are away from home for a while.
How often do you find time to break bread with others? I don't just mean communion, but actually opening your home and sharing a meal? I imagine that David and his guys tossed chunks of meat and bread to each other around campfires. There's something about sharing food that is just...holy.
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