This weekend…wow. And it’s not even Easter Sunday yet.
We had our Maundy Thursday service on Thursday night (duh, right?!) Wow. The only time I’d been to a Holy Thursday service was a few years ago. A group of friends went to a Catholic church. The service was breathtaking. But our service was of a completely different caliber. We lit candles representing each of the disciples as they were called. And, at the end of the service, they were snuffed as they deserted Jesus. Powerful. That shook me to the core.
Then I spent yesterday in bed. All day. I had fevers and chills. I was so ticked off. Until God told me that whether or not I go to church doesn’t really matter to Him. It is our relationship that is important. For the rest of the day, I merely rested in His arms. Please do not read what I am not writing. I know that we are not to forsake the gathering of the brethren. I know that God wants us to be a part of a community. However, if I am sick, then I should not be angry and feel guilty. I can have church in my house just as well as in a church. Right?
Today we gave away coffee. Just because. It was awesome. The myriad of reactions will never cease to amuse and amaze me. In our community, noone wants anything for free, because, obviously, there’s some catch. I know that I fall into that category. I hardly ever accept “freebies” from people because I don’t trust that the gift is truly free.
But we convinced people to take the coupons. Some people were very thankful. Others walked by sheepishly with their free gift. Hmmm…there’s sermon brewing in those thoughts. Pun somewhat intended.
So, the question that comes to my mind is this. Why are we so unwilling to accept something free? Pride? Cynicism? Fear? I’d like to hear what you have to say.
Chew on it and get back to me. I want this to be a dialogue, not an exercise in passive reading. Otherwise, this is in vain.
Deneen White 