Church and Courage

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The last couple of times I have been in church, I have caught myself wondering whether or not we are getting bigger or smaller?

Not sure why it’s become an important metric to me because it never has been of much concern for me before. Maybe it’s because I am getting old and I just don’t like to see things not be successful. Maybe it’s because my John has joined the ranks of ministers and I know that its something that since as his life’s vocation, he will think about it. Maybe it’s because understanding exactly what I believe and why has become so important to me, I think everyone else must feel the same.  

Whatever the reason, every Sunday for the last several, I have wondered to myself, are more people coming or are more leaving?

I have tried to gauge it from sitting where I always sit, in the back of the church on the left hand side, but that didn’t get me the right perspective.

Then I decided to take notice when I stood in the choir loft, singing, up high enough to have a good vantage point. Looking at the congregation that way sure seemed to me to be more empty red chairs out there then I remembered seeing.

Then something astonishing happened.

During one song, an especially good one, one that I am certain God was hearing and maybe even singing along on, people began to stand. It took only a few minutes, and the whole congregation was standing, singing as if  in one voice, and the red seats, well I couldn’t see them any longe