You grow together in the love of Jesus when you can...
get away together
break bread together (or in this case, 115 lovingly handmade turkey meatballs)
have fun together
laugh together (the "H" is for "hunk" and not "Heather" just in case you were wondering)
marvel at the majesty of God together, study His word together
cry together, share your hearts around a fire together, and pray together.
Oh, and raise kids together.
If you're not in a small group of believers who get together regularly to study God's word and live in community, I really encourage you to do so. You can really experience Love in quite a profound way when you do.
Thanks, friends, for the way you've loved me and my husband and my children and the way you've encouraged me to press on in my walk with the Lord.
If this weekend was some sort of barometer for what the Lord might have in store for us this year, it's going to be good for sure.
(and on a completely different but somehow related note, I wanted to convey that as I rejoiced with those that rejoiced this weekend, I'm mourning with those who mourn today. I love you, friends. You know who you are. Sending love across the miles.)