Ding Ding. And come Out Singing....
I
do not know the people well enough in this church to see who does not
like who. I’m sure there are some like that. But I’m not looking for
those scenarios.
I remember at another church I attended a very good friend of mine, Frank was his name, came in with his family and sat in the row directly in front of us. We all smiled and greeted each other and then Frank, with a twinkle in his eye, asked his wife to swop seats with him. His wife looked up at him curiously and asked, “Why?”
Frank
replied, “Because when the Pastor asks us all to stand up, turn around
and shake someone’s hand I’ve got to shake hands with him.” And he
pointed at me. His wife and daughter looked at me and burst out
laughing. He still made her swop seats though. During the singing of
the first hymn I swopped seats with my friend so as to be sitting behind
Frank. Just to wind him up.
Friendly banter like this always made the church services a far better place for all of us.
However.
That same church had its wee groups and cliques that really didn’t like
each other. Fair enough. The church was sizeable enough to accommodate
this groups and they stayed apart.
I’m sure the same scenario
exists in my current church. But honestly, I don’t know anyone well
enough to get involved their relationships. Our Sunday services are
meant to be for us to present ourselves to God in worship and adoration
to Him. But our church wouldn’t be normal if we were to pretend or to
presume that disagreements didn’t exist. We are all only human. As has
been said before – The best of men are still just men at best.
An
old uncle of mine, who has since gone on to Glory, told me a funny
story about a time he was leading a Christian service. He and some
friends used to go to an old folks retirement home and hold a small
service for the residents every Sunday afternoon. On a particular Sunday
they had preached on a Bible reading and were finishing off with a
closing hymn. The hymn was “What A Friend We have In Jesus”. And when it
came to that particular line “Though my friends despise, forsake me”
one particular woman used to screw up her face and point at several
other residents as she shouted out the words. He knew the people
involved and just laughed out loud at their antics.
My uncle was right. Laugh it off.
Frank was right too. Laugh it off.
Too
often we get uptight about something that someone else has said or
done. And this is not unique to the Church. It happens everywhere.
Families. Schools. Workplaces. Social gatherings. Public life.
But the Congregation of God should be different. For we have the Holy Spirit binding us together.
The Gospel of John records Jesus as saying…
John ch13 (34)A new commandment I give to you, that you love one another. As I have loved you, so you also love one another. (35)By this all will know that you are My disciples, if you have love for one another."
We, as
Christians, need to stop bickering on each other and start to realise
that we each are a unique work in Christ. We are all His creation. And
we are all going through His process of renewal. I love that little
cliché that says, “Please don’t judge me. God hasn’t finished with me
yet”.
But it could be argued that the reason we allow this
bickering to continue is because we have forgotten who the real enemy
actually is. - The Accuser. It is he who actually causes division and
dissension.
You see. God has appointed him to be the “The Accuser Of The Brethren”. Revelations 12:10 says…
Revelations ch12:(10)Then I heard a loud voice saying in heaven, "Now salvation, and strength, and
the kingdom of our God, and the power of His Christ have come, for the accuser of our brethren,
who accused them before our God day and night, has been cast down.
It’s not me. And it’s not you. It’s the devil.
And
since the devil is the accuser, when we start bickering with each other
and accusing each other, we’re doing his work for him. We’re doing the
devil out of a job. Incidentally, do you notice in that verse from
Revelations that the term “accused” is past tense?
So. Let’s not
worry about the petty things in each other’s lives. Care for each other.
Love one another. And if we can’t love one another then atleast let’s
respect each other.
I’m a new creation. I’m a brand to man.
Old things have passed away. I’ve been born again.
More than a conquerer. That’s who I am.
I’m a new creation. I’m a brand to man.
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