It doesn’t take long to acclimate to salvation. We readily pick up habits, rituals, and even religion. Worship services become robotic, and our circle of friends slowly begins to constrict.
We lose contact with the outside world. Our old friends fade into the distant past. We are now ushers and help from time to time with setup and operations. Our unique gifting is becoming apparent and we are emerging as disciples of Jesus Christ.
In walk Jim and Pam from a life of sin to the altars of salvation. Really, they should have dressed nicer since they knew they were coming to church. They sat outside of the area I usually do my meet and greet in, so I just kind of glanced at them and nodded my head.
The worship service was decent. I knew the songs by heart and prayed for exactly fifteen seconds between each one. I didn’t really feel up to exerting too much effort today; my week has been hectic. The kids have been crazy and well you get the idea.
I didn’t get too involved in the physical aspects of worship either. I did notice that the drum set was moved to the side of the stage, and it looked like the light scheme had changed.
At one point, I turned and looked around, and noticed that Jim and Pam were looking at me, which seemed weird. They didn’t seem that in to the service. During the offering segment, we were instructed to shake hands with people so I just pulled the pivot and shake 360. Jim and Pam just stood there. I wonder if they have issues with people?
The sermon was decent. I was hoping for a fresh take on Genesis, but it’s good to hear the basics again. Since I didn’t feel the word was for me I doodled a bit in my Moleskine. When we stood for the transition into the altar service, I again looked around and noticed that Jim and Pam had their heads down. They must be waiting for the conclusion so they can bolt.
It was uncomfortable when the altar call was made and nobody came forward. Really, what could you expect? This wasn’t a message for all of us. I wonder if the sinners heard what was preached? I took one final look around and saw that Jim and Pam were actually stepping out of their aisle and coming forward. That’s pretty neat.
I hope they really give their lives to God. They aren’t closing their eyes or raising their hands. Actually, they aren’t talking at all. I wonder if they know that, that is not how you repent and experience life change.
Well, service is over. They never did quite get to the place of openness and forgiveness. What do you expect? They look like they could use a wardrobe makeover and learn a little Christian etiquette.
As soon as service was over, I headed over to my gang and began to talk about Peyton Manning. I wonder if he is going to make it back this season? We all decided to go grab some Chinese. We gathered up our kids, and hit the road. Jim and Pam must have not liked what they experienced because they didn’t come over and shake any hands.
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