by Renaissance Girl
I was a docent after church yesterday and a woman came to see the church at the recommendation of a friend. I met her in the atrium and we talked for a few minutes about the Community and the church before we headed inside.
On a side note, one of the things that means the most to me as a docent is that I get a chance to see the church with fresh eyes through people who come to see it for the first time. Sometimes I am caught off guard by their response and taken aback again at what I have the privilege to live with every day. God knew I needed this, especially yesterday morning when I was feeling completely consumed with myself.
We walked through the doors of the church and the woman froze and gasped audibly. She took a moment to just be in the space and then said, “I feel so….so….overwhelmed.” I felt my eyes tearing as I looked at her face — an utter expression of experiencing God. And then she said “I just have such a warm feeling.” I felt awed to be in the presence of God’s personal love for this woman.
We walked around the church, taking it all in and talking about it. When we reached the end she turned to me and said “thank you so much, I feel so blessed by this, can I give you a hug?” And there it was – God’s love for me. Through the eyes and arms of a stranger.