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<2020.09> Beyond Time and Space

Pauline Huntington | USA
 Nothing on this earth can match that feeling when you walk into the main hall for the first time as our summer conference begins each year at Anseong. The comfortably bright lights, an innocent purity, the excited buzz of happy greetings and settling in, the choir singing hymns from yesteryear—the feeling that I have come home. 
 But this year, it is not to be. We have all been forced to stay not only in our own countries, but even in our own homes. Lockdown has been hard, but never so hard as this. Where are you all, my brothers and sisters?
 But wait a minute. Today my food parcel arrived! I had thought this was unnecessary, but when I opened my bag of goodies, my first thought was of those who had gone to so much trouble to work out what we should all be eating, put these food items together, pack them all up, and make sure they got to us. At the conference in Korea, the kitchen team always work hard day and night in the heat of summer to bring us delicious and healthy meals. Those mothers can have a well-deserved break this year, but my mind turns to all those people who have had a part in sending me my food parcel, even the young sister who called me to tell me it was ready for me to pick up. No small amount of organization must have been involved, for this to happen, and I felt cared for.
 In the past few weeks, I have become aware of brothers and sisters across the world being involved in conference preparation. It began for me with the translators’ meetings with the forum panelists to study the Bible in advan
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