On the eve of another Lord's Day, I want to thank God for my Church. I love my Church. Of course it doesn't hurt that my husband is the pastor ;) I love our people. Even the stinky ones with the bad attitudes. I love it when I see people grow and change.
I love the way we sing. We love to sing. We sing 5 or 6 hymns or choruses, all the verses. We read a portion of Scripture. We've read through John and Romans, we are in Genesis right now. We read through, we don't skip over the hard parts. The poor gal who tries to sign for the deaf had a hard time of it during the portion about Dinah. Who was supposed to teach her the sign for "circumsicion"?
I love to see backsliders return to the fold, repentant. I love to see the brethren welcome them back.
I love to see a heart-felt communion service, where people reconcile with their brethren. Watching the tears flow, you understand the reason God instituted this supper with its rules and guidelines.
I love to see first-time visitors who are surprised that we are not charismatic. Most catholics think that all non-catholics are are charismatic. The visitors are surprised by the calm order of our services.
I love my Church, do you love yours? Why?