This past summer I had the good fortune of many vacation Sundays. There were wonderful people preaching for me while I was off. (Some of my congregation insists that I am always somewhat “off”, even when I am present. Perhaps that is part of my pastoral charm!) I confess that I did not go to church on my days off. I had no autographed bulletins from other churches to prove I went to worship, yet there was value in my time away from Sunday morning worship. As I share my observations, see how many of these you can relate to.
For the past two weeks our church has been preparing for a monster garage sale and silent auction to be held this weekend. Several scriptures immediately come to mind as we prepare for this biennial event. “How long O Lord, how long?” “Get behind me, Satan!” “Your ways are not my ways.”