Last Sunday I gained a sweet perspective.

That morning it was raining and dreary outside. 

I served at the kids check-in desk at 8am for our church.  Then I jumped in the van and drove to my friend’s church because she would be speaking at 10am.  Wow, she did an amazing job (more about that another time I hope). 

Then I jumped back in the van and drove to our church to meet my family so we could worship together at 11:30am.

The distance between the two churches is 5 miles.  As I drove that dark morning, I saw various churches along the way.  Big churches, small churches, tiny churches, a church that meets in a high school….Baptist, Catholic, Apostolic, Non-denominational, Lutheran, Presbyterian, Methodist….  I could go on. 

At each location cars and umbrellas gathered along with the people who call that place their church.  Seeing people find their way to fellowship reminded me how brilliant God is. 

God knows we humans are very opinionated.  He made room for tweaks in the system so-to-speak.  Various churches offer a way for people to love and serve Him within a tradition; a choice in how you worship, a way for people to choose their church family. 

I took time to pray for those churches and people.  Fact is, if everyone went to their home church of choice then every seat would be filled and perhaps every need would have a way to be filled as well.  It’s a stretch thought, but I like the idea of worship, fellowship and needs being met.

Church families can share Light despite darkness and rain. Perhaps church is one of the most original self-help resources.

May you enjoy and contribute to the home you call church,

Glenna