Yesterday, having arrived early to pick up my boys from school, I opted to get out of the hot stuffy car and sit outside on a grassy bank in front of the school to await the school bell.
From my vantage point I watched other parents arriving to collect their children from school. There were the fitness gear ones, the ones with strollers (with babies inside!), the straight from work ones, the on a mission ones and the group of friend ones. There were the on the smart phone ones, the kindy pickup as well ones and the running very late ones. All, I imagine, had had very different days. Some might have great days, others stressful or exhausting days. Some might have achieved a lot, some very little. But here we all were, from our different days, in our different states, converging on the school for the same purpose – to collect our kids.
It’s the same with Church really. We converge on Church on a Sunday morning from our different lives, in our different states. We have the serving ones, the on fire for God ones, the hurting ones, the reluctant ones. We have the ones in desperate need of healing, to the ones in desperate need of encouragement. We have the ones with testimonies to share, we have the ones with ministry to give. We have the ones who know God and the ones yet to be introduced.
We all come to church for different reasons and needs, yet really for the same purpose – to encounter God. For it is in the encounter with God that we are changed, that we are refreshed and that we are made whole.
I was glad when they said unto me, Let us go into the house of the Lord. (Psalm 122:1)