I Found Me a Bass Player At The Party

People are important, relationships are meaningful, and it takes energy to maintain them. Janet and I planned to spend Friday and Saturday with some friends we met in Oxford at a music festival. It is actually three couples from Wichita, Harlan, and Codell. We prepared the motorhome for a weekend away and left Thursday evening about 6p.

You remember Thursday evening, the wind was blowing from the north about 40 mph. In the motorhome that kind of headwind is miserable, then when we turned west it became a crosswind.

Janet kept saying, “This is crazy.” But I insisted, “It will be worth it.”

We finally lumbered into their place at Codell about 9p and set up for the evening. The pleasure of our weekend was without measure. We sang and played, laughed and ate, then started over. Some of the ladies decided to do some Saturday morning shopping in quaint shops in the area.  Ages ranged from 55- 85, with little more in common than the genre of music.

Conversations were at times spiritual, other times simply trying to learn about each other. One couple winters in the Big Bend area of south Texas, urging us to come see them, play music with them there.

All of us have relationships, friendships… based on some area of interest, farming, old cars, music, sports, cooking, and thousands of other things. We create the time for them, setting aside other important things to cultivate a precious thing.

I am grateful that I have these ancillary relationships that also incorporate times of prayer and conversations about our walk before God. Some of the language of my new friends, in their walk, is different than my own. When asked to tour their tiny rural church building, to see the new “praise band platform”, we walked into an old white framed church house with high lofty ceilings. We looked as the history was explained, then out of the blue our guide said, “Can you imagine how your church would sound in here with their voices ringing in the rafters?”

We smiled, respected differences and connected once more. Our prayers together over the weekend focused on fellowship, joy, rejoicing and the belief that God brings people together for a reason. We encouraged each other, rejoiced in the joys that were shared from each life experience and laid the groundwork to spend more time together. Relationships matter.



About Checking The Mail

I am Carl Feril, a minister and Licensed Clinical Marriage and Family Therapist. I am married to Janet, who is far better than I deserve, and have two wonderful sons. CW is living in Waterloo, KS and is married to Kelly through whom I have 4 step-grandsons and 10 great-grandkids. Orrin lives here in St John and is married to Meagan, and they have Jayce and Mara. God has blessed me beyond measure and I hope to share all those blessings with others.
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