This week, while in school I am staying with some friends I made when I sold them a car over a year ago now. We are all friends of Bill Wilson.
It is wonderful to be so well taken care of. When I arrived at nearly 10pm last night: tired, hungry, and feeling a bit alone, I discovered they had waited dinner on me! They went to the grocery store because I was coming so they would have food and drink that I could share with them. They welcomed me, they fed me, they fellowshipped with me. They treated me the way Jesus wants us to be treated -- the way the church is called to treat one another and the world she inhabits.
There are few in the church that live so faithfully. My friends here in Tacoma follow Christ without the trappings of a "Church". Like my little congregation in Forest Grove follows Christ, they follow Jesus. I am truly blessed to know people that know Bill Wilson and so are trying their damndest to follow Jesus.
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