Can I pick’m or what?
Last night I realized something. There have been times when we were having to look for a new church home. What do you look for? Could it be the preacher? When we found this church they were looking for a pastor. Could it be the nice new building? This one needs help. How do you find a good church?
Let me tell you. We have had many good times there eating the most wonderful meals. We sat at a table with three ladies that were even older than we are. Oh the stories they told were far better than watching a hollywood movie. The food was top notch. The fellowship was even better.
Getting up to bet just a little bit more I took note of all of the grey heads of the finest grandma cooks in Texas. Everything was prepared with love. Do you know how it feels to be around this much love? Everyone there has a story or two or three or…. Got to love’m.
I sat next to our one Yankee in the church. She and I talked about the winters up in New York. She perked up to find out that I live there many years ago. She talked about when she was a little girl, she would ice skate or a frozen swamp. “If the ice wasn't thick enough you get your skate wet and that was all you had to worry about. We had lots of fun.” she said. I told her about our first trip to Niagara Falls. It was during one of the worst blizzards in Buffalo. Remind me to tell you that story some other time.
After we ate, Pastor took the mic around the room having us tell stories about past Christmases. Some told funny stories. Other stories were sweet remembrances from childhood. Pastor told us of a time when he and his family came home from a long road trip. It was very late. They were all hungry and road weary. I bet that they were more than a little bit cranky. Thankfully some from the church he served at at that time took good care of the house while they were gone. Now they are back and so glad to be off of that long trip. “Is there anything in the refrigerator at all?” He opened the door and saw a chocolate cake. “Wasn’t that thoughtful? They left a nice chocolate cake.” He pulled that out ands got ready to serve it up. Slicing the cake and BOOM! The cake was a bunt cake with a balloon hidden in the center. Oh, they laugh now but I bet they didn’t find it very amusing at the time.
We are not perfect, but that is not requirement to be loved. Everyone there had a past. Everyone there could tell of things that were done that they shouldn’t have done. That is everyone, right? We all need Jesus, His love, His forgiveness, and His help in times of difficulty.
A good church is filled with imperfect people who genuinely love the other imperfect people there.
Don’t let the hypocrites rob you from finding a church where you can feel loved.
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