Sitting in church sounds really easy and simple, something I can do. But I’ve sat in numerous church services over the years and it has been difficult to sit still when my body has a mind of its own. When I was a kid my teeth used to grind or tongue would thrust out. Now when I sit in church I either have trouble breathing or my back arches.
It can be very distracting to others, in my opinion, so sometimes I just go watch the service on the screen in the foyer at my church. When I do this, I think to myself, “Why did I even come?” 🤔
Why even come when I have an excuse not to go to church at all? I’m so thankful I wasn’t raised with this mentality. My parents raised my three sisters and me in church. They wanted to include me in going to church and learning about Jesus. I enjoyed going to church as a kid and teenager. When I was a teenager, since my left hand had started to close up into a fist, I started the “hugging ministry” where I would go hug certain people during the greeting time. The hugging ministry still goes on today.
Now that I’m older it’s hard sometimes to make the choice to go to church. Like yesterday was Wednesday, and that morning I got my Botox shots, and I got to take a nap on the way back home. Do you ever get in mood where you just don’t want to type everything out to people? 🙋🏻♀️ I was in that mood last night when my dad asked me if I wanted to go to church. I decided to go because I wanted to see this missionary family I keep in touch with.
I sometimes get in a non-talkative mood and just go to church, sit in my spot and watch people go here and there talking to others. Sometimes I think, “If people really knew what it takes for me to actually come to church….” But people will never be in my situation and I’ll never be in their situation.
Do you know how many people start up a conversation with me? Only a handful of people who will take the time to wait while I type. I’m very thankful for that handful of people. They are a blessing. But I also I’m called to exhort and encourage others. That’s why I go to church—to first hear from the Lord but also to encourage others.
I understand being faithful to church can be mundane. But when we compare the churches in the Bible versus going to church now, we can see that we are spoiled brats. We still have freedom in America to go to church unafraid. I’m ashamed of myself when it comes Sunday morning and I’m cozy in my bed and I don’t want to get up. I know I’m not the only one who’s been there. It’s a choice that only you can make to be faithful to church.
3 thoughts on “Why Do I Even Go To Church?🤔”
Thanks for your insight Abbey. I’m so thankful that your parents taught you to be faithful in church. What a legacy!! I know you didn’t say these words exactly, but it’s so true that church is not all about ME. It’s easy for me to forget that at times. It’s about so much more than what I can get from it. I’m so grateful that you see that, and that you’ve been taught that by example. I have to believe that the Lord gives you that reassurance at times, that even though you may not hear words of encouragement, there are people who are challenged and encouraged by your presence. Thank you, as always, for your transparency!! This is such a reminder to me that with every person, things are not always what they seem on the surface. There’s always a chance that struggles are happening within. Please keep these thought-provoking blogs coming!! I need them! Love you bunches!!!❤️
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Abby, your perspective is so on point! I find myself struggling to not only get to church, but week after week, I struggle to get there ON TIME. I honestly believe in the past 10 years or so I could count only about 10 times that I’ve arrived to church early enough to fellowship before worship and to participate in full worship. This Blog post is such a wake up call for me to repent and truly embrace the gift of church and my church family and to respect that gift by attending faithfully and on time! Thank you so much for inspiring us! You are a treasure!
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Thank you for your encouraging words. I never know how people are going to react especially to this post. I’m glad it was a blessing.