Sunday, March 25, 2012

Sunday Morning

I find it difficult getting up and heading out the door to church on Sundays. Some days I'd much rather pull the covers up and let my sluggish nature take over.
But fast forward to actually being in church and I wonder why I considered skipping out on something so meaningful to my life.
.....there is something so powerful in joining in voice with others to sing praise to God or ask for His aid in life,
.....God's presence has a different feel in this place in comparison to His presence when I am alone,
.....I gain knowledge to help me understand Him through His words (the Bible) and our preacher's interpretation and teaching of those words,
.....this is my encouragement that prepares me for the week ahead.
So glad I went.


  1. Becky, I completely understand how you feel, and I am so glad that you put your thoughts in writingl. I was sitting in church this morning thinking that this is one of the really important things that I do every week. It is a time of renewal, a time of remembering how I fit in the whole scheme of things. The singing is my inspiration. The sermon is my motivation. The time worshiping with friends reminds me how our love is supposed to represent Him in the world. I have been meaning to put all of this into words, myself . . . and I still may. Thanks for sharing.

  2. You are so right - sometimes it would be easier to sit and drink another cup of coffee....and just read some more....but as I told my kids long ago when I dragged them to CCD, faith grows when surrounded by the faithful. Thank you for putting this all into words

  3. Another one of those tasks for me, like cleaning or exercise, that feel so perfectly wonderful once they have begun, and yet, so often cause an internal struggle to get up and go! Glad you went today... :)