05 Dec '18 21:40>
"They are not lies, those words are my honest perspective of you. You come across as a guy who’s been in his “church” a long time, possibly and elder, but more likely leader/overseer of the youth group. I get this impression by you turning up here and pontificating on scripture like you are talking to a bunch of green youngsters at your church who all think your pompous words add up to something more than just an expression of your blowhardiness."
I've been attending a local church now for about two years. Prior to that I had fellowship in about six other churches over a period of 35 years in several other states.
The "church" I now attend is small. Maybe 2-3 dozen individuals depending on their life's circumstances at any given time.
Names are withheld to protect the innocent.
Their ages range from infants to in their eighties. Three older men have recently undergone surgery to remove tumors from their heads and neck, and received chemotherapy and radiation treatments.
One old gal, who I love dearly, and who never fails to give me a big hug and kiss, has survived at least two husbands. With her every Sunday she brings a young woman in her mid to late thirties that was abused by her father to the extent that she is emotionally, psychologically and intellectually impaired, and her mother called the police when she learned her daughter was talking to a young man.
A young couple in their early twenties having issues with heroine addiction. They have two small children.
A woman around thirty who's husband died of cancer a couple of years ago, left with two preteen daughters.
A woman that's been married and divorced I believe three times who's middle son in his early twenties died a year ago after having his head stomped in by an individual that got away with it.
Ordinary people with ordinary life issues we see all around us. And others too that don't carry as much baggage.
We gather together each week for fellowship and to worship our savior, and to eat a meal after services. Our purpose and meaning in life is to minister to one another providing support, encouragement and love. To spend time together while in this pilgrimage by building one another up in the Lord. Getting together to share our lives, concerns, hopes and dreams, even our broken dreams.
My wife has a gift with children. We all know that a child can spot a phony. The children love her because she's gentle, sincere, genuine and authentic. She's involved in the children's ministry and has years of experience.
There are more stories. Just like everywhere where people are hurting. It's what the business of Christianity is about. Providing refuge as it were.
What do I do at "my church"? Well, I'm not a teacher. I'm not "apt to teach". Not a councilor. I take a more practical approach to ministry. If someone needs a car, I have a few sitting around I'd give away. A medical or an electric bill is over due, I can take care of it. I have certain strengths and abilities. I solve problems. You might say I'm like spiritual muscle. (Metaphorically speaking) For example, if there's a one that is causing divisions, I identify the cause and eliminate it.
And I pray.
Now to the one that seeks to judge me, you are causing offense against my brothers and sisters in Christ because when you criticize me in conjunction with my church, you are criticizing my family.
You're in trouble now because I'm putting you at the top of my prayer list. God will deal with you, but not like me. God is so very kind and gentle and infinitely patient.
He gonna get you boy! 😉
I've been attending a local church now for about two years. Prior to that I had fellowship in about six other churches over a period of 35 years in several other states.
The "church" I now attend is small. Maybe 2-3 dozen individuals depending on their life's circumstances at any given time.
Names are withheld to protect the innocent.
Their ages range from infants to in their eighties. Three older men have recently undergone surgery to remove tumors from their heads and neck, and received chemotherapy and radiation treatments.
One old gal, who I love dearly, and who never fails to give me a big hug and kiss, has survived at least two husbands. With her every Sunday she brings a young woman in her mid to late thirties that was abused by her father to the extent that she is emotionally, psychologically and intellectually impaired, and her mother called the police when she learned her daughter was talking to a young man.
A young couple in their early twenties having issues with heroine addiction. They have two small children.
A woman around thirty who's husband died of cancer a couple of years ago, left with two preteen daughters.
A woman that's been married and divorced I believe three times who's middle son in his early twenties died a year ago after having his head stomped in by an individual that got away with it.
Ordinary people with ordinary life issues we see all around us. And others too that don't carry as much baggage.
We gather together each week for fellowship and to worship our savior, and to eat a meal after services. Our purpose and meaning in life is to minister to one another providing support, encouragement and love. To spend time together while in this pilgrimage by building one another up in the Lord. Getting together to share our lives, concerns, hopes and dreams, even our broken dreams.
My wife has a gift with children. We all know that a child can spot a phony. The children love her because she's gentle, sincere, genuine and authentic. She's involved in the children's ministry and has years of experience.
There are more stories. Just like everywhere where people are hurting. It's what the business of Christianity is about. Providing refuge as it were.
What do I do at "my church"? Well, I'm not a teacher. I'm not "apt to teach". Not a councilor. I take a more practical approach to ministry. If someone needs a car, I have a few sitting around I'd give away. A medical or an electric bill is over due, I can take care of it. I have certain strengths and abilities. I solve problems. You might say I'm like spiritual muscle. (Metaphorically speaking) For example, if there's a one that is causing divisions, I identify the cause and eliminate it.
And I pray.
Now to the one that seeks to judge me, you are causing offense against my brothers and sisters in Christ because when you criticize me in conjunction with my church, you are criticizing my family.
You're in trouble now because I'm putting you at the top of my prayer list. God will deal with you, but not like me. God is so very kind and gentle and infinitely patient.
He gonna get you boy! 😉