Wednesday, August 26, 2009

If I Might Say a Word

A couple of weeks ago there was a lady that visited our church on a Sunday night. She came in late and slipped in near the back. She came in just as the singing was finishing up and Pastor was ready to preach. At the close of the service, she came forward. There were several that knelt around her to pray while our Pastor's wife dealt with her. She was obviously a broken vessel.

Later, she told our Pastor that she had gone to five different churches before finding ours. Each of those five churches had been closed. No services on Sunday nights.

I've always wondered why it is that people can not give an entire day to the Lord. Remember the sabbath day to keep it holy. Is it because they feel a desperate need for family time? What better way to have family time than in the house of God. There are six other days of the week for family time. It is not God's fault if we fill those other days with unnecessary activities that scatter our families to the four winds.

Shouldn't we be teaching our children that being in God's house is a priority on Sunday and mid-week meetings? A time to worship and praise Him. I was glad when they said unto me, let us go into the house of the LORD. A time for our hearts to heal when they have been broken? A time for giving thanks to The Great I Am?

A time for seeing our Brothers and Sisters in Christ. Not forsaking the assembling of ourselves together, as the manner of some is; but exhorting one another..... I wonder where this Sister would have ended up that night had the church doors been closed. Had there not been a place for her on the Lord's Day to receive the exhortation and prayer she needed. No public alter to kneel before as she gave some things to God.

I'm thankful for my Sunday night services. If they were of no importance, we would not see God work and move in ways that astound us. If they were of no importance, we would not feel the presence of the Almighty moving among His people.

What happens to those on the Lord's Day, who are searching for that open door? A place where they believe they might receive the help they need?

Where there is no vision, the people perish....