Since giving my
life to Christ, I've heard an array of opinions on the importance of being
rooted into a local church. Maybe you've heard some of these quotes from people
in your life, or maybe you've said some of them?
"I don't have to go to church to be a Christian"
"We have church at home"
"I don't have to sit in a sanctuary to hear from
God"
"My schedule doesn't allow me to get planted
anywhere"
Now, I realize I
can only speak from what I've learned in my own recent experiences. Though
since having a schedule change I in these last few months (that has prevented
me from regular Sunday attendance) it’s been heavy on my heart to bring to light
the common question of:
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 there is a time for everything, and a
season for every activity under heaven:
A time to be born and a time to die, A time to plant and a
time to uproot, A time to kill and a time to heal, A time to tear down and a
time to build, A time to weep and a time to laugh, A time to mourn and a time
to dance, A time to scatter stones and a time to gather them, A time to embrace
and a time to refrain, A time to search and a time to give up, A time to keep
and a time to throw away, A time to tear and a time to mend, A time to be
silent and a time to speak, A time to love and a time to hate, A time for war
and a time for peace.
After eight years
of working the day shift Monday through Friday and taking for granted the
weekend and evening freedoms, I had the opportunity to be stirred and grow at
the expense of that cozy schedule and working an almost opposite shift. It has
been a welcomed and difficult change for a couple of reasons. First, the
welcomed changes have been the "newness" of different co-workers, a
different work location, a pay increase, three days off, and not having to
share my days off with the busyness of the "weekenders". However,
once all that wore off I was left to re-evaluate at what costs? I now arrive to
work two hours earlier, work twice as hard, don't have the luxury of calling
out sick or taking a vacation without the surety of coverage, and most sadly
don't get to accompany my family to church.
"Sunday
fun-day" as we call it, is such a sacred routine. It involves everyone
enjoying some type of sweet, delicious pastry and loud worship music as
everyone gets dressed to go the the House of the Lord. Occasionally also
accompanied by some type of mishap that keeps the morning interesting...and
then everyone heads to their classes with bible and journal in hand, hungry to
be fed and encouraged by the Holy Spirit.
Those feelings of
righteousness, peace, and joy that are evident on everyone's face as we hug and
say our good byes and plan the rest of the day after church can't be attained
through church at home. The Body of Christ is what brings that. Worshiping in
one accord as His Bride brings that. Receiving from someone who has given their
life to being the hands and feet of Jesus and then applying the spoken Word and
message is what brings that.
When we are
separated, isolated, and distant from those people God has placed in our lives
as ambassadors, prayer warriors, and fellow brothers and sisters; we
(unbeknownst to us) allow doubt, complacency, offense, apathy, and usually
offense to creep in. Romans 8:35 tells us that nothing can separate us from
God, though we can walk away...Scary!
The important
thing is not to become so independent on your own comfort that you actually
rely on yourself and your own strength to carry the load that Jesus is meant to
carry and become your own identity as opposed to God's design for you, where
you were created to be in His identity.
So, how I'm
surviving this season before I can rejoin my family in Sunday attendance at our
local church is by staying connected in every other way possible! Basically, if
the church doors are open, I need to be in attendance. I've joined a small
group, a bible study, early morning prayer, being held accountable to several
leaders, listening online to the same message my family hears, and taking every
opportunity to worship as the Holy Spirit leads with a song on the radio or
when I wake up with a song in my heart.
It's not ideal, but for now my "net of protection" is staying
connected to the Body of Christ in any way that I can until this season passes.
~Jennifer
Praying for you Jen! The "growing" seasons can be so hard and lonely. So glad you are staying close to God and people that will encourage you to keep going! xo
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