Today’s treasure ~ pulling together. “Do a little dance…”
The key to a good party is…
Through very unscientific observation, contrary to what some may think it’s not food, drink, great 70s music or a guest list with the “right people.” To me, a great party starts with energy. And the only way to create that energy is
Lots of people, small space.
I don’t mean crazy amount of people in tiny space — that is hot, too noisy for conversation and above all a fire hazard.
But people talking to people (with a little food, drink and great 70s music) create energy.
A packed house at church is no different.
If you show up ~ something is going to happen. You might volunteer to bake a cake, get invited to the coolest Sunday School class in Bay City or hear a message that might change your life.
Be honest. Once you get there, have you ever regretted going to church?
If someone asked me how many Sundays I’d be at church in the next year, what would I say?
First I’d apologize because I am weak in math, but what would happen if I committed to going every Sunday that it was physically possible? If I committed to going any Sunday, I was within a couple hours drive (excluding having sick young child — not including husband — or me with over 101 temp.)?
What am I likely to miss at when I’m not at church?
Yesterday, I would have missed people who lift you up with a smile and hug. That’s Sally’s favorite part too. Hugging her friends.
Well, that and a good dance tune.
I’ll leave you with this, for honestly it’s been in my head for halfway through writing this post and in my car (with Micheal W. Smith) for the past few weeks.
I think this was my stereo. It was definitely my little yellow spacer thingy.
I was thinking about work – as usual. I remembered the year I was going to set a recored for billing time. So I didn’t take a vacation. Worst billing year I ever had. We need time to ” sharpen our ax” Church makes me focus on what is really important. I hope, as a result of this study, I will develop the habit of more consistent daily bible study. That way I will “sharpen my ax” every day.
I remember that year…you were so good. It was yucky fo sho.