I am not sure when it happened. I think that it was too far back for me to remember. I am not sure how or where it happened. Maybe it was at a little country church in Pinkney, N.C. when I was a child, or at Woods Grove Church when I was a youth. Whenever it was, it continues even stronger today than it ever has. I fell in love with church! Yesterday at our first service I went to the altar, quickly followed by Diane, and then joined by many folks in my GC family. The altar at GC church is a special place. Jesus is there.
I know, Jesus is everywhere. But now and then I look around in this world and in my personal life and ask the question, "where in the world is Jesus?" That is why I feel led to preach a sermon series of that title. As I began that sermon series yesterday, I submitted to my folks that Jesus is in the same place today as he was over 2000 years ago. So we are looking in the gospels to see where Jesus went then, so that we might get an understanding of where He is today. Yesterday, referring to the 4th chapter of the gospel of Luke, we began where we first read about Jesus as an adult. We began by noting that Jesus was in church.
Yes, Jesus is in my hope and in my dissapointments; in my successes and in my failures; in my struggles and in my strengths; in my tears and in my laughter; in my life now and in my life to come. But for me, I know that Jesus is in church.
Have you ever looked around at this world and asked the question "where in the world is Jesus?"
Send me an email with your answer to that question.
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