Years ago, I was a member of a large congregation in the town where I had graduated from college. The pastor was a very compassionate man, full of the desire to please God in teaching and shepherding those of his "flock." Thinking back, I learned a lot through the many experiences I had there.
One memory comes to mind this evening—-the blessing. I don’t remember them exactly, yet I know this was the pastor’s custom. At the end of a service, he would speak a blessing over those in the sanctuary. It was special, every time. I believe God heard each word spoken over us.
What blessing might we give to someone else today?