We've been hearing some great messages at the church we are attending as a family. Granted, the last few weeks have been Sundays at home, with Luke recovering from a horrible rash... then my broken toe incident last Sunday morn (ouch!). Today was one easy to skip... first Sunday all is well, me well-rested finally, the sun shining. Yet I am glad we did not. So many great words to soak in & ponder. He posed the simple question: Why are you doing this?
'THIS' meaning church, Christianity, faith. I took a moment to jot down my gut reactions, no deep reflection. Here is the list of my initial responses:
1. Jesus spread a message of love and acceptance. I want to live that.
2. The Lord pricked my heart. He sought me. I must respond with obedience.
-I can distinctly recall the time, the place, the surrounding occurrences, of when I know He called to me. I was 27. I had wrestled with faith but in that day, there was no more question. I KNEW. It was powerful.
3. I don't ponder the afterlife. It's really not a tug for me to believe. However, Heaven sounds amazing, so if given the choice, why would I not want that?
4. Life makes so much more sense when I am turning to a power bigger than me & bigger than us all. I see His work... when I am seeking to find it.
