This Tuesday, Gratituesday, I am thankful for church. I was thinking on Saturday night how excited I was to attend church the following day. Two weekends ago I was out of town for a Pastor's Wives Conference in Dallas. Yes, we had worship on Saturday night of the conference, but it wasn't at my church. Then, last Sunday I was home with the stomach flu, along with two little boys who were recovering from the stomach flu as well. So, obviously we didn't make it to church last Sunday.
My church isn't a cutting edge, on the edge of your seat, jumpin', jivin' happening place. But, it is my church. I love my place of worship and the others who gather there each week. I also love the pastor (who also happens to be my husband ), and the powerful messages he gives each week.
It occurred to me, as I was thinking Saturday night, that there are people who haven't found a church they can call home. Thankfully, my parents raised me in a way that church was and still is a part of my life. For those people who haven't found a church home, I pray that they will. I'm also thankful that my faith is important enough to me that I actually felt the void of not going to church. Sometimes (ok, often times), the thought of getting 3 young children up, dressed, fed, and off to church...and then entertain them for an hour, while hoping they are growing in their faith, is super overwhelming to me.
But, when it comes down to it, I am thankful that I have a church to attend that I love, and that my heart was stirred in a way that made me realize what I was missing when I didn't go for two weeks.
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