After all that partying (I forgot to mention the Amazing Race on Friday...it was...um...amazing!) of the past few days...it was hard to get out of bed. I love the early service but 9:00am...is early for the most virtuous early service attenders. We made it, on time...even early. As is often the case Peg and I came alone...gone are the days of 5 in the car. It may be time for a sportier, swifter, smoother, sleeker, shinier silver sports car. (Go ahead, Surprise me God!)
It was good to worship together...our worship teams have my admiration and support...they work hard to help us move toward the God we call upon. I am not sure how I felt about waving a kleen-ex in the air. I must have felt something or I wouldn't mention it. I did it. Followed along! Waved til my arms got tired, put them down, felt strange for putting them down, switched hands, waved, peeked to make sure I wasn't the only one waving, waved a little longer...and finally, finally the song ended. I know where the idea comes from. And I think at times (as a co worker once pointed out)...I think too much. And so at times...I just go along with it..who knows I might even be surprised. I am often torn between the biblical expectation that followers of Jesus, should follow other leaders just as well. But sometimes...I struggle with the follow the leader mentality. Ok...ok I am going on and on.
Despite myself and the kleenex, we shared communion together...some of the same amazing race people I had competed fiercly with on Friday night, broke bread with me on Sunday. We connected ourselves for a few moments...to the broken bread and shared cup that millions of other b
elievers have, and do, join together to share every Sunday. And can I say something else...the little movie we watched, of the abstract artist painting a portrait of Christ...surprised me...it was good to see the raw creative process, be reminded of it...and see it tied into the "remembering" that happens at the table. I am glad to be a part of a church that gives more than a nod to the artist, the artistic and the joy of expressions in worship. That being the case...and some of you have already beat me to this conclusion...I am ok with the kleenex too!I am laughing and imagining some of the people who read this blog...looking at their computer screens and saying..."Dave...what a goof!"
1 comment:
Dave,
Have to say the flag waving (kleenex) was a bit of a stretch for me. I did it and even was able to focus on the worship but it felt a bit uncomfortable. It was probably easier for me because I was in the back row (no one was watching except for Pastor Simon).
Hey, got my blog going at www.netking.ca/blog
enjoy! PS with everyone having a blog do we need to meet anymore?
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