We used to go out that way to get our Christmas tree. There was a delightful hill farm on Pigeon Roost Road. For a few years they saved us a big Blue Spruce every year. State Route 3 It was a beautiful way to the Amish Country. Near there was a village called Jellico and another named Amity.
One day on a solitary drive I got to thinking about the name of the little village… Amity—it just isn’t a word people use anymore, but when they mapped that little village they did. It means unity, friendship, peace. Peace is a great longing and thirst of the human soul-every one of us craves it.
Those who are justified by faith can live in Amity—with God. Imagine a time and a place of unbroken eternal peace. We have the initial downpayment on that within each of us when we are justified by faith! God has arranged for us to live forever in the peaceful Village of Amity—peace and accord with God.
Ken Pierpont
Bethel Church-Jackson, Michigan
August 1, 2018
