Each Sunday I want to post something about church.
I normally try not to share too much personal things on the blog. But today I’ll share a little bit. I got saved in Christ as a teenager after I got expelled from high school. At that time my parents suddenly realized just how big of a trouble my life was becoming and they got very strict. At the same time the Lord was using various events to draw me to Himself. I started reading the Bible, listening to sermons and trying to understand it all. I tried going to church and my parents freaked out and banned me from going. Christianity was a foreign religion to them and they didn’t know what directions my Christianity would lead to. Looking back I must say I can’t blame them. I would sneak to church at times but it was never consistent. By His grace the Lord kept me growing in my new found faith for a few years before I finally reached 18 years old and was able to find a home church to attend weekly.
I share this testimony to say that I was surprised when I was able to go to church consistently at age 18 to see how lukewarm people can be at church. Even as I think back to those younger years my eyes start to get watery. It reminds me of the great privilege of being with Christ’s body. A duty yes, but also a privilege. And I say this knowing how imperfect my church was and is. I share this testimony also to say I sympathize with those who for various reasons have been kept from going to a Bible-based, Gospel driven church. The Lord last night really broke my heart for those who left the church, those who are Christians and can’t find a godly church, those who are struggling with the faith and those who are biblically minded but stuck in a difficult church that they love. I was led to pray and I pray that God would do His work.
