the multicultural worship was not only refreshing but demonstrative of deep theological truth.
To be honest, it’s always mystified me why church attendance goes down in the summer. Sure, when you’re on a boat it’s impossible to show up at church building; but the majority of the time, no matter where we are, there’s pretty much nothing that can stop us from gathering with some community of faith, some church, some body of believers.
The big news of the day was Rebekah’s return to church. The first two services always involve simply too many people for a quiet reentry, so she came to 11:00 candlelight.
There’s absolutely nothing in our experience of life that will not be markedly enhanced if only we make the simple decision to engage ourselves with a faith community, and make Sunday morning worship THE priority of every weekend.
DON’T MISS OUT! Seriously, folks; don’t miss the opportunity for vibrant worship, dynamic fellowship, beautiful community, and the opportunity to serve God. This is Jesus we’re talking about, the one who not only defeated death but invites each one of us to participate in a new kind of life!
And I found my eyes full with tears as pastor John made the sign on my forehead. Not emotion so much as fullness; or maybe surrender. Yes, that’s what happened. It was the first day of Lent and I surrendered.