|Posted on March 7, 2010 at 11:08 PM|
Hello my friends. As I write this update it is the waning hours of another Lord's day. We began this mornings sunday school hour with a handful of choruses, one of these choruses was "This is the day" (...that the Lord has made). What a great thought that each day of our life is created and ordained by our heavenly Father. We should rejoice and be glad in it. Today certainly was a blessed day. We missed many of our dear friends who were away traveling. Some of the guys got together and were at the mountains this weekend, however we still had a good number of folks out for morning worship. The weather today was beautiful and was a gracious reminder that spring is on the way. It was a truly good day in so many respects but my favorite part of the day was the evening worship service. We had a wonderful time of both testimony and favorite hymns tonight. We briefly discussed the Amazing revival taking place in Haiti. We also enjoyed getting to meet a new friend from Poland who is here for a month with Joyce and Mel to write a dissertation on the Amish culture. Brother Mel was back from the mountains and shared what a blessed time the fellows had there this weekend, and then we dove into the Word. Psalm 19 has often been one of my favorite Psalms, indeed one of my favorite portions of Scripture. We just examined the first 6 verses tonight and considered how God has written the message of the gospel clearly into creation and particularly into the night sky through the zodiac. How amazing is OUR GOD!!!!!
From time to time I have toyed with the idea of doing away with evening worship at our local assembly. Each time God has gently reminded me that it is often in the smallest of gatherings that the most intimate and richest blessings flow. Tonight was again living proof of that truth.
Interestingly enough, I was on Facebook tonight and bumped into a dear friend who was recalling her childhood and fondly remembering Sunday evening worship with her family . How sad that an entire generation of children from "christian homes" may never have such memories. I often wonder and at times shudder at what my generations spiritual legacy will be, should the Lord tarry another 20-30 years? The familiar words to the hymn "Have you any Room for Jesus" come often to my mind as I think of such things. "Room for pleasure, room for business- But for Christ the crucified, not a place that He can enter, in the heart for which He died". Please, don't get me wrong my friends, I love grace, and I absolutely abhor the idea that church attendance is the measuring stick of spirituality, but sometimes I fear that the wide-spread prioritizing of almost every other activity and gathering over the fellowship of the Body of Christ speaks volumes about the temperature of our passion for the things of God. Oh well, perhaps this is just my tired and melancholy ramblings. The clock is approaching midnight and I will be turning back into a pumpkin soon, so I will leave you for now with the wish for a good night and the soon return of Our Saviour.