Saturday, March 12
A
Sunday of Celebration
I
was glad when they said unto me, “Let us go to the house of the Lord.—Psalm 122:1
Going to church on Sunday
has always been a part of my life, but why I want to go has changed over the
years. Reasons went from” Mom and Dad
took me, I had to go,” to “I really wanted to see my friends in Youth Group,”
to “our young adults’ group is our best support group”. The reasons have now evolved to “it’s where I
belong!”
But how do you feel when you
take a group to a Liberian village and it’s time to go to church conducted in a
foreign language? Do we go or do we hold
our own service?
Of course there really was
no choice. We went to the Liberian
worship service. When we got there, the
whole group was immediately escorted to seats in the front of the church. No, not front row, but on the dais! A translator was supplied and on went the
service with all Methodist tradition of liturgy, music, prayer and
celebration. When it was all over, I
asked my group how they enjoyed the service.
In an excited response I heard that they wouldn’t have missed it for the
world. It touched their hearts.
I guess that wraps it up for
me, too. Church just touches my
heart. No matter where you are or what
the language, whether you’re on the staff or part of the congregation, you’re
still in God’s House. Isn’t that what
church should be? If I am filled with the
Spirit on Sunday, then I am prepared to go anywhere in God’s World and have a
better week.
Lord, help me to understand
what you have in mind for me each week no matter how you send us that
inspiration. Amen.
Bob Gibb
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