You Can’t Assign Me Somebody To Love!

When I was a child my mother heard a minister in our area who spoke with great kindness and much insight so we began attending his congregation. I still remember some of the thoughts he left with me and conversations my mother and I had because I had attended the adult meeting with her instead of the kids’ class.
After about a year the minister visited my family in our home and asked us not to come any more. He felt a strong responsibility to know, love, and care for his flock and it was too big; he just couldn’t do any more. We kept going anyway.
Where I go to church now we are each assigned a few people to care for and love and each willing person learns to know these families and visit them monthly, therefore assisting our local leader, the minister type person.
At first I thought, “You can’t just assign me someone to love! That won’t work!” But it does and a few years ago my special friend, Dorothy, made her February visit with a Valentine’s Day banana bread. John said, “Don’t you think we should give Dorothy something too?”
Dorothy is a very, ‘you have to do things in the correct order’ kind of a person, which John was counting on. So Dorothy began a lecture on the visiting protocol.                                    John said, “I was thinking of something like a bigger banana bread pan!” We’d all grown to love each other to such point that John was playing with her brain. She laughed so hard she could hardly stand up.

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