“Does anyone know of a church relatively close that does evening services? I’d love a Sunday night service but Saturday could work too. After Covid for the past year I’ve really loved our mornings at home on the weekend.” – posted on a neighborhood facebook page
This struck me as a very sad commentary on not just the effects of the “pandemic” but on our culture.
- The person asks about a church – no denomination as it didn’t seem to matter.
- The person is looking for a convenient service, something that wouldn’t interfere with Sunday mornings at home.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m grateful for the opportunity to watch/semi-participate in church at home. When things starting shutting down last year, before we even knew about Chuck’s illness, we watched our church in St. Augustine from afar. When our children came to Birmingham we were able to share with them together in our living room. For a few of them it was the first sermon they’d probably heard in years. After Chuck died, there were a few Sundays I just couldn’t face people yet and I was grateful to hear His Word proclaimed via YouTube.
But, as soon as I was able I attended in person, even though it was at two new locations where I had to/am having to get to know a lot of new people. What a difference; what a blessing! Now I crave that fellowship with God and His people. I pray God does not let me slip back into habits of ease and mediocrity.
Angie, I so agree with you about in person worship. I miss attending a morning and evening service on Sundays.
We miss you but are thankful for your living so near your family. Judy
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