I stayed home from church yesterday because I wasn't feeling well, something I hardly ever do. And you know what? I don't think about God and His word as much as I normally do. Is it simply because our church is set up to encourage dialogue and that the pastor ( my husband) throws out questions to think about and discuss? I think it is more because we are supposed to be in community with the body of believers. That's the way the Acts Church was set up : "They devoted themselves to the apostles' teaching and to the fellowship, to the breaking of bread and to prayer. 43Everyone was filled with awe, and many wonders and miraculous signs were done by the apostles. 44All the believers were together and had everything in common. 45Selling their possessions and goods, they gave to anyone as he had need. 46Every day they continued to meet together in the temple courts. They broke bread in their homes and ate together with glad and sincere hearts, 47praising God and enjoying the favor of all the people. And the Lord added to their number daily those who were being saved." I have always been struck by the word "every day they met. " It was like they knew meeting together was essential to getting through their daily routine.
Why do we throw away our opportunity to commune with each other on a weekly basis?
A wife. a mother. A pastor's wife. Above all, a Christ follower.
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