I'm looking out the window at a blanket of white, thinking, "Ive been to church this morning, even though I haven't left my snuggly spot on the sofa." I've worshiped with believers in San Diego, and I've worshiped with Christians in Atlanta. I've heard God's Word broken to me by two of my favorite preachers of the Gospel, David Jeremiah and Charles Stanley. I've heard praise music and a traditional hymn. I even found myself singing along as the worship leader encouraged. I worshiped, but I missed you.
I've grown to love church. I love the institution of church and its ordinances, including the Lord's Supper, which we're missing this morning by the way. I love the fact that people of like mind, people with very little in common, people with no cares or concerns, people burdened with struggles of every kind, young and old, rich and poor, all can come together and worship the one true living Lord. And I love church, the body of Christ, and this is what, or should I say who, I missed. I missed worshiping with you, my brothers and sisters in Christ this morning, so I thought I should tell you that.
Enjoy your day, stay safe and warm, and make time for the Lord this Sabbath day! See you in church!
Hebrews 10:25 "not forsaking our own assembling together, as is the habit of some, but encouraging one another; and all the more as you see the day drawing near." (NASB)
