With the Weather Channel’s increasingly apocalyptic weather forecasting these days (which my older daughter says sounds a lot like reality TV), the day started off with an ominous ring: more deadly heat, and no AC at church. Wonderful.
But you know what? It was.
I think it is perhaps a lot like Christmas day services—the people who come to church then don’t come for the preaching or the music or for the wow factor of fancy services. People come just because they love God and they love each other, and so when it comes right down to it, there’s nowhere else they can really imagine being.
Today that meant that even in the midst of physical discomfort (which really wasn’t that bad with all the fans people brought running) there was also wonderful spirit present, a delightful feeling of camaraderie, and a sense of grand adventure.
We talked about being able to embrace what God is doing in the present moment, and by faith leaving the future to him. That is precisely what the people who came today did, and I for one simply counted myself incredibly fortunate just to be a part of it.