It’s Sunday afternoon, and I realize my church attendance has severely waned. And really, it does affect me emotionally and spiritually. So, with that in mind, I figured I’d write about my absence from services.
It’s something ingrained within my being. Since I was young, my parents had brought me to church. And, as I think back, remembering the young boy I was, there was always a certain uplifting feeling that came from attending. As a child, listening to the benediction inspired mild elation; the feelings at the end of a service haven’t changed much.
I had always believed, figuring that mingling with friends and family would come after church, that the soaring spirits resulted from successfully sitting through another service – and not being scolded during the sermon. Now, I realize it’s a little deeper than that. Maybe it stems from fulfilling an obligation to me and God.
The only reason I don’t attend service now is that, and it’s a horrible excuse, it would interfere with my workday routine. I know, I should make sacrifices for my spiritual health.
I don’t mean to preach God, and don’t intend to offend anyone. But I feel my Christian faith is part of me, and should be discussed. Yet, I’m not one for pushing the word of God on someone – most people find that offensive and annoying.
I know, Jesus urged Christians to spread the Gospel. However, that was 2,000 years ago; the world wasn’t as connected as it is today- and back then, Jesus’ message was brand new.
Today, people are exposed to the word of God easily. With that said, mentioning my faith, and explaining how it has helped me, might make someone feel more secure in their own beliefs. And believe me, this is about as much as I talk of God in public.
Usually my mentions, when talking of the man upstairs, are limited to, “God must be punishing me for bragging about that!” You know what I mean: those little half jokes that may hold a nugget of truth.
I think those remarks do two things. First, it shows that I recognize God, and, that he is a powerful entity. Second, maybe someone has something similar going on, and, maybe, turning to God might seem like a solid option.
Don’t get me wrong, although I believe God has his hand in everything, I also believe you are in control of you. So,success, friendship, relationships and well being, while ultimately decided by God, are very much in your control as well. You can only select your chosen path, and rely on the big guy for guidance. Ultimately, he decides what you are allowed in life, but if you help yourself, most likely, you will be rewarded.
At least that’s my outlook on life.