Some enter the church with a hope that, once in, nothing goes wrong again.
Bad entrance.
Mistaken entrance.
These soon leave for their root is shallow.
Others become a part of a church because they do not want to go to hell.
Another bad entrance.
Mistaken entrance.
This kind of mind-set is not discipleship; rather it is merely a weak membership.
We are called to follow the One who was always suspect, continually scrutinized, and perpetually misunderstood. His final robe was a crown and a cross. That's how Jesus' walk ended...sorta.
We, on the other hand, seem to think that we can skip the tough stuff. We view the fact that if we are going to "go" to church, we are owed special exemption from stresses and difficulties. When some find this to not be the case, they check out with great cynicism and pouting....and vocal disappointment.
One of the things I like about the Kingdom system is that even the bitter herbs of the walk contain promise, hope, and value. Sudden death of one always awakens ten or a hundred who had been asleep to spiritual need. Tragedy drives the uninterested to pray. Devastation opens quiet lips to speak of the need for God's intervention.
God will not waste a single crumb of life. Even the dogs feed off of them. It is always time for us to awaken to the sheer wonder of God in each moment; good or bad.
Unbelievers don't see it.
We can't miss it!
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