Just when you think you have things figured out, a congealing of the thought processes, all puzzle pieces connected...or at least in cohesive piles...your mind is lead into unchartered territory...or at least areas you probably flew by in this journey of life.
But isn't it odd that we have chosen a "time" of worship and the appropriate manner in which to process that worship, a true blue agenda of the perfect amount of singing, praying, preaching and communing?
Isn't it odd that this program agenda is more important than consoling, praying with or listening to one who needs us?
Isn't it odd that what is allowable in one instance of Bible study is not allowed in others?
Isn't it odd that one of the most precious components of our worship, taking the Lord's Supper, is mostly one of few words, a hurried affair, taken for granted and passed through without feeling...just another point on our schedule for the morning "worship"?
Isn't it odd that we do not show with our voices, with our emotions, with outward appearance the reverence and awe due to the absolutely divine presence of God in our midst?
Isn't it odd that we do not see God in our midst? Does the brightness of our fluorescent lighting outshine the holiness of God?
Isn't it odd that we cannot see or admit to our traditions? Are we so set in our traditions that we are blind to all else?
Isn't it odd that we confine worship to a church building?
Isn't it odd that no one wonders these things...but me?
But isn't it odd that we have chosen a "time" of worship and the appropriate manner in which to process that worship, a true blue agenda of the perfect amount of singing, praying, preaching and communing?
Isn't it odd that this program agenda is more important than consoling, praying with or listening to one who needs us?
Isn't it odd that what is allowable in one instance of Bible study is not allowed in others?
Isn't it odd that one of the most precious components of our worship, taking the Lord's Supper, is mostly one of few words, a hurried affair, taken for granted and passed through without feeling...just another point on our schedule for the morning "worship"?
Isn't it odd that we do not show with our voices, with our emotions, with outward appearance the reverence and awe due to the absolutely divine presence of God in our midst?
Isn't it odd that we do not see God in our midst? Does the brightness of our fluorescent lighting outshine the holiness of God?
Isn't it odd that we cannot see or admit to our traditions? Are we so set in our traditions that we are blind to all else?
Isn't it odd that we confine worship to a church building?
Isn't it odd that no one wonders these things...but me?
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