I had a phone conversation this morning that went something like this:
Lady: Hi, I'm from out-of-town and plan to attend your church (*note: the church where I work, not where I am a member) this Sunday and I have a few questions.
Me: Okay, great. What can I help you with?
Lady: I see communion will only be at your late contemporary service and I need to take communion this week. Is your service ultra contemporary?
Me: I'm not sure what you mean by that. There are modern praise songs played with guitar, piano, and drums, but there is still traditional liturgy included in the service.
Lady: Okay, so it's not all that hand waving junk, then?
Me: (*At this point, completely at a loss for what to say.) I actually don't attend this church so I'm not sure if anyone raises their hands in worship or not.
Lady: Oh, okay. Can I just come and take communion then?
Me: (*Closed communion and I have NO authority to tell her yes so I say) I think it would be best if you spoke with our Pastor. He's in this morning.
Lady: Okay
Call transferred!
I'm just baffled. Of course this is coming from me who sang this song in church on Sunday. Enjoy!
I love thinking about "Oh how He loves us" - All of us!
All of us! And I'm so thankful that He does!!
1 comment:
My heart really goes out to that lady. She's in bondage to wrong thinking. Taking communion won't take her sins away or make her any more acceptable to God.
I wish I could tell her, "Being made right with God is a FREE gift available to all who believe in Jesus' sacrificial death in our place. The Lord's Supper helps us remember His sacrifice."
I hope Pastor John was able to sense her spiritual neediness. You handled the call well.
As far as the arm waving and hand clapping in church services goes, I guess that makes some people uncomfortable, although they think nothing of it when it occurs at sporting events. Doesn't God deserve as much passionate, enthusiastic worship as football does? I am not a hands-in-the-air kind of worshipper, but I actually feel like doing it at times. :)
Love, Mom
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