Don’t Forget the Most Marvelous Time

Going to church was a glorious time for my Grandma Gertie Lee, who lived in Louisville years ago.  She was a Nazarene and she was very serious about God.  When we would visit her on our vacation in the summer, we always knew to bring our good Sunday outfits.  Why?  Because we knew that Grandma Gertie would be taking us all to her church.  We got there early and we always stayed late.  The preacher would single us out and ask us our names.  Everyone would greet us and say “Oh, we love your Grandma Gertie and we are so glad you have come.”  The whole experience was something always to appreciate and remember.  To Grandma Gertie, Sunday morning worship was the most marvelous time of the entire week.  I would have to concur with her.

 The truth is that Sunday morning worship is the most marvelous time of the entire week.  I say that because people are at their best during that slot of time.  They are hopefully dressed in special clothing.  They are aware of the Lord in a much more concentrated way.  They expect to see other friends and neighbors they have not seen during the week.  Many have their tithes and offerings for the collection plate.  Prayer is more prevalent and on their minds.  Music once again can stir their hearts.  And maybe, just maybe, the sermon will help, guide, and direct their paths.  I ask you, “Is there a better time during the entire week when all of these aspects of worship come into play?”  Of course the answer is probably not.  So why would we ever want to miss this special day?  One of my friends recently said, “Oh, I love Sundays.”   “Why” I asked,  “Because this is the day we are more inclined to remember and engage in our Christian faith.”   Thomas Carlyle said, “What greater calamity can fall upon a nation than loss of worship?”

 What is worship? 

*It is the exposure of what man is to what he ought to be. 

*It is the knife of conscience removing that which offends. 

*It is the medicine of the Great Physician for tired bodies and weary souls. 

*It is the door into the abundant life. 

*It is the hand of a small child seeking the hand of his father.

*It is permitting our bodies to rest while our souls catch up.

*It is the book of memories and aspirations.

*It is our little soul seeking the bigness of God.

 This summer don’t forget the most marvelous time there is – Sunday morning worship.