I LOVE my church.
I love the church in general because Jesus loves the church, but my church I love more specifically. We don’t do everything right (memo: we’re fallen humans) but we love Jesus with all our hearts and want to live sacrificially so that our city – and yours! – will know him too.
Something I’ve realized as I’ve grown up is that it’s so easy to take from church. Especially big churches that offer a lot. There are Sunday and Saturday night services at any time and location you could possibly want them. There is loud, fun music and a cool, older guy preaching about things that you’ve read a million times but never thought of. We have BBQs at the park and free coffee and people even volunteer to watch your kid for you.
We get SO MUCH from our churches. A lot of us who were raised in church truly because a generation of takers. But what do we give?
I know this might sound silly, stupid or redundant but the fact of the matter is most people at my church aren’t involved on any level. That’s probably the case in your church too. Right now, I’m not involved either. I have a ministry in mind that I want to help out with and in a few months, my husband and I will be leading community group. But as of this very moment, all I do is take from my church.
(Ok, in the interest of full disclosure, N and I do tithe. But beyond that, I got nothin’.)
Why is it so hard to jump in for most of us? I really want to know the answer to that. It’s more comfortable to sit in your seat with your brand name coffee and make snarky comments to your friends or spouse during the sermon than it is to show up early, do someone else’s bidding for a few hours and leave after everyone else has gone home.
This next season is going to be crazy. I’m mentally prepared for that. N and I just became members and we’re already in countdown mode for starting a community group and investing in people’s lives. It’s daunting to be sure. I wish I had more time to hang out with my husband, yes. But I also know that there are people who will benefit from all the craziness I’ve experienced in the last ten years.
We don’t go through trials and mistakes and suffering because of our sin and others’ so that we can pretend everything is perfect and tell people “I’m fine!”. Isn’t the purpose of church to pour ourselves out for others like Christ did for us?