Well, it’s really Tuesday morning (earrrrrrly), but here’s my thought from yesterday:
We spent all weekend helping my daughter fight asthma coughs, which meant lots of nebulizer treatments and OTC medicine and little uninterrupted sleep. Oh, and a couple cough-’til-she-puked episodes. We decided to stay home from church Sunday morning to rest and stay on top of the coughing.
What struck me is how easy it would be to skip church every Sunday. We had a whole extra day to ourselves. We slept in and lazed around in our pajamas for a while. The fleeting thought occured to me that I could get used to this.
Attending church requires commitment. Being a part of the community is a choice demands my involvement. I don’t always feel like getting up and going to church, but I need to go there. Even though we like to talk about our “personal” faith, we were designed to be a part of the Body – to live in community.
I hope my daughter wants to go to church, but I’m realizing why so many parents make it non-negotiable. Being there is important. And not just to us, but to others in the community as well. We don’t always need to go to church, per se, but perhaps someone else does need us to be there.
Anyway, just some leftover thoughts. How about you?