“Dynamic” is one response.
This may seem an elementary question, but the views people carry about the cares in their life, in no particular order — faith, family, jobs, friends, hobbies — matter. We invest in the things we care about with our time, efforts, and money. We bring energy and ideas to projects.
Obviously, there is more than one answer to this question, “What is a Church . . .?.” Feel free to elaborate if you desire. I thoroughly believe Christians should share their ideas and beliefs with one another. Through my eyes this is what fellowship is mainly about: Spiritual enlightenment. Sharing with the faithful creates an environment for exchanging the concepts of our faith that help us to learn new views about our faith and, in so doing, sharpen our ability to share the faith to those who need to know more of God. What better way to expand your own knowledge of God than to share with those made in God’s own image. In Genesis, God makes humans in, “Our own image,” — which means you and each of those you worship with are somehow an “image of (the plurality of) God.”
“…this is what fellowship is mainly about: Spiritual enlightenment.”
We receive back in measure to how much we give, or in New Testament terms, “Reap what we sow.” And as our knowledge increases about a subject we understand it better and tend to be more supportive towards it. In this instance we are talking about ‘church’ and any of its aspects. If the question seems awkward, rethink it a little. Maybe “At church we…” or “What I like is …” So write us something…
There is nothing anyone could say to me that would convince me God does not Love.
No matter who you are: God Loves you.
The highest ruler
the couch potato
an old person
in a boat
walking on land
driving a car
eating green eggs with ham
sit and meditate
throng of a violent storm
in the calm
things working out different
takin’ it easy
or what you have done
as i go this narrow way
a light-full tale attested i say
the publish went round
and back with abound
some followers stop by
‘long the way
Thanks for following -Jeff
In essence, sitting in a church pew is a means of cultivating a deep-seated life with God; and with the people of God.
I go to church — that building we dedicate as Holy — chasing after God: to know Him better.
To be with other Christians in fellowship with each other.
To know God and be known by Him.
And to the people inside I would both receive and imbue.
It works this way:
God supplies all the necessities
elements – carbon, steel, air, and so on
conditions – laws of physics – compression / expansion, equal and opposite reactions, rotational energy, an object at rest tends to stay eat rest unless acted upon by an outside force
tutelage – training, gifts, insights, knowledge, Wisdom
Jesus is the fuel – the gas that makes it go-o-o-o-o
The Holy Spirit is the engine itself – power, gumption,
Comparing Faith can be a good thing
There are different interpretations to the 17th Verse in the 1st Chapter of Romans. Some expound that examining Faith from a point of beginning to where it concludes shows forth Righteousness. I am not held to that interpretation. I like another reading of this verse; one that balances any rendering of Faith to another. Continue reading “Comparison of Faith – Romans 1:17”
The first part of the story had me wondering just how Pastor would use fishing to impart me with wisdom.
“I figure the depth around 4 or 5 feet. The water is fairly clear; not much wind or wave. They’ll get a pretty good look at the lure so I won’t tie on a wire leader.” You could tell we both began cogitating tactics, because there was a little less communication ping ponging from our bow to stern.
The sun slipped behind the high small thinnest of a cloud. It did not take us long to be alongside the weeds, Continue reading “Fishing Story, the 2nd”
Pastor and I used to fish quite often. At times we actually caught fish. Fishin’ when there was time in his schedule; usually on Tuesdays since that was his day off. Suited me. We even named it “Typical Tuesday”.
. . . “Another Typical Tuesday?,” one of us would say and the other would follow with a time,
“How ’bout 6:30? We can try to wake them up as the sun rises.”
“Sounds good to me.”
“I’ll pick you up.”
We always had a great time. Even a little sprinkle did not dampen our spirits. Thunder storms always put a real big K-I-N-K in the plans, though.
Of course when the haul wasn’t too big we would remind each other that, “the active feeding time for catching the most fish would be on Sunday morning.” You know, just the time we were not able to get out on the water because of our impeccable attendance at church.
. . .Kinda wondered if he might “put a line” in a sermon about how many we caught, or more likely, how many we did not catch, which might be embarrassing. Truthfully, I have been relieved that none of this “zero-catch stuff” has been declared from the pulpit for all to hear, and thereto, for all to comment upon when the urge might hit them. Usually at inappropriate times as when a person, I will not mention any names, is trying to make themselves look good. But, I am glad that has NEVER happened to me. . . Continue reading “The Fishing Story”