Disappointed in my immediate family...

Was trying to work out the correct title for this post - as I'm referring to that 'family' that go to my 'church' - but I'm trying to not call church 'church' anymore as its only making things confusing. We, the people, are the 'church' and the building we gather in each week, formally known as the church, is just a building. Make sense? Clear as mud? Ha ha!

Anyway, I attended our buildings weekly prayer meeting yesterday. I'm not sure what other buildings practise, but ours has a 30minute spot, once a week, for corporate prayer. (There are 336 half hour spots in a full week. We give our God, the head of our body, one of those spots)

I know I'm living in a glass house, as it has been a long time since I've even attended, but usually there were about 7ish people in attendance, normally of some sort of leadership role in our church. Even for a church of a couple of hundred, I'd call that pretty sad.

Yesterday, I was the only one.

I know life is busy. It can really throw you at full speed if we let it! But unless we stop and make time to recognise our place in the order of life, aren't all our efforts meaningless? If we aren't connected to the vine, how can we see growth?

It was ultimately the head pastor I was looking forward to pray with. We are going through 1st Corinthians on Sunday mornings and he shared he often prays for the people in our building that we would see God in the concrete, rather than who we have created God to be in our heads. I liked that. It spoke deeply to me. How awesome to pray with someone who requests such things. Very cool.

The head pastor popped his head in the room after the allocated prayer time. I could see how apologetic he was, but I also saw how busy he was. Going from visiting the sick in hospital, now about to have a wedding that afternoon. He was full. And yet, he also seemed empty.

He made excuses for the other usual attendees - one teaching religion in school, another busy with his ministry of feeding the homeless. Maybe the rest were all at home praying individually?? Good reasons. That's love in action. But still, I couldn't help but wonder if they were doing the better choice.

We shared in a short prayer. Then both went onto our business....

Please Father. Forgive me when I forget you....

xK