Cohen and I made it to church on a Wednesday night for the first time ever…wait...yep..ever. I haven’t really had a good reason for not going. Sure it starts at 7p and Cohen used to (sad, sad) go to bed at 7:30p and since I’ve been pulling single mom duty for awhile, I just didn’t consider taking him out late.
I drove by my church a week ago Wednesday evening and realized Co was still oh-so-awake and I could be planning to do something way better with my evening than watching the mind-numbing ANTM. (please try not to judge me on that one *grin*) We would’ve gone in then if he wasn’t already in his jammies and if I wasn’t…well, already in my jammies too.
I made a mental note then to not be in my jammies the next Wednesday evening at 7, but instead to get my butt to church. Plus, they have nursery, which meant if Co decided to scream and fuss, I wouldn’t be the one listening to it. (all necessary apologies to the nursery workers)
So when my friend Sarah told me I needed to tap into community and then Pastor Ricks told me the same thing a few days later, I put an alarm on my cell phone to remind me to hold off on getting into my comfy clothes Wednesday evening.
We were actually early. First time in a long time. We usually slide into our seats Sunday morning during the first song. Church doesn’t even start until 10a and still I go with wet hair 5-10 minutes late. We made it early Wednesday though. I was happy to see Katina (girl I lived with a few months before getting married) and we went in and sat with her. She sat next to April (we went to Kindergarden together years ago) and the atmosphere was casual and friendly and relaxed. I probably could’ve gone in my jammie pants.
Cohen went to nursery. I told the worker he would probably cry a little. “I remember him from Sunday,” she said in a matter of fact way. That probably wasn’t a good sign, but he did calm down (not that I waited outside the door, mind you) and when I went to get him, he was happy to see me (but not hysterical) as were the workers, so I just didn’t ask.
Bible Study was SO good that evening tonight, 24 hours later, I am still kicking myself for missing out on it for the last year. Pastor talked about predestination and being called. Since its such a hot topic and we’ve had a lot of that here recently, I am not going to post about what he said (yet) but suffice it to say, what he shared was like a light bulb going off in my head. Suddenly a lot of things that have perplexed me made sense.
I think my favorite thing about Pastor Ricks is that he has a way of making the most complex things about God very wonderfully simple. I would call it revelation. He’s very quotable.
I want to share something he said that is still bouncing around in my head. (No worries, this isn’t about predestination/free will)
Talking about faith, he said “Faith isn’t going into something uninformed or blind. A lot of Christians say, ‘I am going to step out on faith’ when they really mean they are about to do something they’re just not sure about. God isn’t hidden and the Bible is clear. A life of faith isn’t a life of guessing, its a life of dependence, a life of obedience. Faith is the ability to believe God to the point of obedience”
I couldn’t find a piece of paper so I wrote it around one of the old maps in the back of my Bible.
Its still bouncing…