The parking lot is usually full, but in the summer the cars dwindle. Come early, and you will witness covered dishes lugged from vehicles to the social hall. In the colder months, the scent of hamburgers seasoned with a deacon’s special blend of spices drifts through the air.  It’s the last Wednesday of the month at a Baptist Church. It’s Family Night.

It may seem like an excuse to eat a meal for some. However, it’s far more than food. It’s about friendships. Gathered around the folding tables people share about their day. Conversations can range from the weather to delicate difficulties a person is facing. Yes, to some it may look like a reason to loosen your belt, eat your fill, and sip sweet tea. But this meeting is far more important than that!

A pastor mingles checking the pulse of the people. He offers a quick joke to a few and a word of comfort to others. Brothers and sisters in Christ laugh and tell stories of bygone days. It’s more than a potluck dinner. This gathering is the sharing of each other’s life. Genuine relationships blossom on Family Night.

How many meals did Christ share with His followers? There are several instances found in the Gospels. Still, scoffers complain that it’s just an “eating meeting” and they miss the blessing. One should never underestimate the power of a Baptist casserole. For the last Wednesday night of the month in a Baptist church is sometimes the most ministry-filled night. It’s Family night.