Sunday, April 5, 2020

Those were the days — From the bunker Day 22

“I was late for Sunday school because the service ran over.” Oh, those were the days. Remember all the excuses we had for being late or not showing up to church. Now we can stay home and worship, or not, and nobody knows. Nobody except the Lord. These are the days that actually test the reality of our commitment to worship, and it doesn’t have anything to do with whether you watch our service or someone else’s. It’s easy to let the morning go by and then the afternoon, and when evening rolls around, well it’s time for bed. 

When worship is an obligation performed because people will notice your presence or absence, then when no one is there it is that much easier not to worship at all. Did you worship today? I’m reminded of Psalms 133:1 (ESV) “Behold, how good and pleasant it is when brothers dwell in unity!” This is a psalm of ascent. It was sung as people made their way to the temple. For Israel their worship of Yahweh formed the core of their unity. To see worship solely as an individual endeavor would have been unheard of. They, together, were the people of God and together their worship was a sweet aroma to the Lord.

Because of the indwelling Holy Spirit Christians have a unity that is beyond anything ever experienced before. We are linked together.  Paul says, “We are to grow up in every way into him who is the head, into Christ, from whom the whole body, joined and held together by every joint with which it is equipped,” Ephesians 4:15,16. We are joined at the hip, and there is nothing like it.

I have been receiving emails from many of you and one of the comments common to them all is “I can’t wait until we can be together again.” “How good and pleasant it is when brothers dwell in unity.”

This is Easter week and I hope you will take a moment to worship with me each day. I am going to focus my bunker articles around the stations of the cross, so that we will be reminded again why we gather to worship a good and living God. I’m just saying….

From the bunker Day 22

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