Made it to church today. Notoriously 30-minutes late and then spent another 15-minutes inside toddler Sunday school with Sawyer to help him transition. I really need to work on my time management when it comes to getting ready for church. Oh wellz, at least I made it. I missed opening worship and the 1st part of the sermon. Sermon was about King David. Went through one ear and out the other. Sometimes I think to myself, Why do I come? Communion time. People walk up to the front in the order they were seated. While everyone around me leaves their seat, I stay seated. I feel this chasm between me and God that hasnt been resolved yet; I feel like I would be taking communion to just obey orders so forget about it. I aint gonna fake it just because theres people there. The worship team begins to play this song, a song that Ive heard a thousand times, but today I hear it differently. The beginning lyrics grab by attention: He is jealous for me. Loves like a hurricane. I am like a tree, bending beneath the weight of His wind and mercy. Jealousy. Normally not an adjective that draws you in. But when there is love, there ought to be jealousy. Why? Because He wants you. You mean something to Him. The image of me being bent like a tree under the weight of a wind is not an appealing imagery either. But what is that wind? Not wrath, but Mercy. And then I knew what Communion would mean to me that day. That this moment, I accept His love, His jealousy, His mercy towards me. So I stand up, out of turn, tears in my eyes, walk up to the front, and as I take the communion cracker and grapejuice, a woman and man whisper into my ear, This blood is His blood, shed for you. This bread is His body, broken for you. godtube/watch/?v=KZPWYPNX
Posted on: Mon, 14 Jul 2014 02:13:16 +0000
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