The Queen's Chair: When Will Church Be Done?
Each Sunday, most people will carve out time for God. You may get dressed up or may dress casually to go to your Sunday service. As you go through the order of the service, everything is fine. However, when it comes to the preacher or the minister gets to the sermon. That's when most people starting checking their watches. (For those of you who go to church, you know exactly what I'm talking about.)
It's as if we have only a specific amount of time to pray for and with God. Then we want to go back to our "normal" life. I know that I like to go to church. I get upset when I miss it. For me, I get upset because my attendance assures me that I know what's happening in my church. I like to see and check-up on church family members and see what future activities or programs that I or my children would like to attend. My day seems a little weird if I don't go. I also have church family members who get nervous if they don't see me for a while. Ever since my unexpected stroke, they call just to make sure I'm OK. They now know if they don't see me, it's kid-related or I may be on the radio co-hosting a show.
After the service, we may attend a church fellowship dinner. Or a concert. Or the girls may have a field trip somewhere. Or my pastor may be preaching somewhere else.
All I know is that church has always been about God. Not so much about praying to him as in praying for and with him. My children (like most kids) sometimes consider the sermon boring and don't always understand the ritual. I know exactly how they feel. I was their age once. Some where in my youth, the sermons began making sense when I listened.
What I've learned as I've aged. You get back what you put into something. Carving out time for God, should come naturally; it doesn't always. I know there are lots of non-believers out. Some make their way to church. Some don't. I think about all the gifts that he has blessed me with and believe me, I'm thankful.
I figured going to church and teaching my daughters's God's Word and how to pray is the least that I could do.
It's as if we have only a specific amount of time to pray for and with God. Then we want to go back to our "normal" life. I know that I like to go to church. I get upset when I miss it. For me, I get upset because my attendance assures me that I know what's happening in my church. I like to see and check-up on church family members and see what future activities or programs that I or my children would like to attend. My day seems a little weird if I don't go. I also have church family members who get nervous if they don't see me for a while. Ever since my unexpected stroke, they call just to make sure I'm OK. They now know if they don't see me, it's kid-related or I may be on the radio co-hosting a show.
After the service, we may attend a church fellowship dinner. Or a concert. Or the girls may have a field trip somewhere. Or my pastor may be preaching somewhere else.
All I know is that church has always been about God. Not so much about praying to him as in praying for and with him. My children (like most kids) sometimes consider the sermon boring and don't always understand the ritual. I know exactly how they feel. I was their age once. Some where in my youth, the sermons began making sense when I listened.
What I've learned as I've aged. You get back what you put into something. Carving out time for God, should come naturally; it doesn't always. I know there are lots of non-believers out. Some make their way to church. Some don't. I think about all the gifts that he has blessed me with and believe me, I'm thankful.
I figured going to church and teaching my daughters's God's Word and how to pray is the least that I could do.
Well done Marsha. What you put into service is your contribution to a rewarding worship.