If you work or volunteer in ministry full-time, you understand the feeling of “another Sunday”. It’s amazing how regular and routine Sunday is.
Same formula: music + teaching + prayer + announcements = dismiss and start it all over again multiple times.
Sometimes I catch myself saying things like:
“One down, four more to go” or “Just one more”
As if I’m counting the minutes until it’s over. Ugh!
Do I really want it to be over? Yes, it’s a long day. Yes, I get very tired, but do I really want to just get it over with?
Because while it may just feel like another Sunday for me, it’s not another Sunday for most of the people sitting in the services:
- What about the dozens of first-time guests that were there yesterday? Why July 24th? I have no idea, but it was their first time to experience Cross Point and possibly their first time to hear the hope of the Gospel. That’s not just another Sunday for them.
- Or the daddy who eagerly wanted to introduce me to his daughter who will be moving to Nashville this fall to start her first “real” job. With tears in his eyes he was desperate to know that he had found a safe place for his daughter to worship and build community when she’s a thousand miles away from home. That’s not just another Sunday.
- The sweet girl who worshiped on the front row with such abandon that I couldn’t help but watch her because it made my heart full to see her love and worship her Creator so joyfully. It’s wasn’t just another Sunday for her.
Those are just a few of the stories from the thousands of faces who chose to attend a worship service yesterday. I have no idea what the rest of their stories are, but I’m convinced…
…it’s never just another Sunday.