Recently Jill and Peter, Doug’s niece and her husband were in Central Melbourne on a visit from South Australia. We arranged to get together at Glen Waverley, a twenty minute drive North West of Endeavour Hills and a shorter train ride for them. We wondered about the meeting, would we find enough common ground for conversation? We had not had much contact over recent years. However, we need not have been concerned. From the moment we spotted them on the bitterly cold station (the coldest day in Victoria for many years) to the time we parted, we were all agreeably occupied in conversation. We were so pleased we had made the effort to meet.
I was reminded of our children and their cousins and how for some reason there was an immediate rapport whenever they met. It happened even when they had never met before. I think it was because they knew they belonged. There was no need to establish a relationship, it already existed. So, because of this acceptance they just got straight into playing together. They belonged, they were family.
Similarly I find the same experience when we walk into a church. While in England in 2013 we visited St Margaret’s at Cliffe, an Anglican church near Dover. This Pentecostal may have had some trouble keeping up with the prayer book during communion, but after the service, we found these lovely folk were so congenial; it was just like catching up with family. In fact we are family, the family of God and talking to Him does not require standing on ceremony either, or establishing some affinity. You can talk to Him any time, just like you do your earthly family. Just start by saying, Hello.