Why I Love My Church

I’ve written before about loving your church, about how it has a whole lot less to do with a congregation adhering to your preferences, singing the songs you like, etc. and a whole lot more to do with just getting to know the people and loving them, no matter what.

Well, we’ve just come through a ministry flurry.  BUSY. Last week I felt like I was running a race all week long, and yesterday was the final lap–the formal women’s Christmas Dessert, where over 300 women came to celebrate Christ’s birth.  Let’s just say it was a lot of work, and it was beautiful. Amazing.  I loved it.  But what I loved most was the joy of watching the dozens and dozens and dozens of people who helped do different tasks, all come together and work.  Thirty women hosted tables, dozens of men served as waiters, there were musicians, sound and tech people, greeters, people doing registration, people assembling centerpieces, people plating desserts, people making coffee, people just doing stuff, doing whatever needed to be done. And when the whole thing was over, at almost 10pm last night, there were still at least a dozen people there, cleaning, bagging up linens, washing dishes, sweeping floors. It was amazing to see that truly many hands make light work.

There are always a few downers. You hear complaints, things go “wrong”, people get stressed. But I tell you, I love my church family viciously.  I am so thankful to here.  I am honored to be here.

So, nothing amazing, just wanted to express a thankful heart.  I’d love to hear why you love your church:  List 5 things you’re thankful for…