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Tomorrow.       Sunday.         King of Days.

Each preceding day leads to the Apex of the week- the First and Greatest of days.

 

The same day of the week when God separated the darkness into night by creating day when He said:

“Let there be Light!”

 

This is the day where God set the order for all days to follow.

It gives the framework for the structure of life itself and brings rhythm-

into the null of the formless void.

 

This day- Sunday- is the day when darkness was finally and soundly defeated as the stone rolled away and the risen Christ stepped out from the tomb- alive with a life that is now entirely indestructible.

 

This day- Sunday- is the LORD's day- not ordinary like other days.

 

It is the day when those rescued from the dark and raging seas of self absorption

 

STOP Everything

 

they are doing and join together to adore the One who willingly paid such an unbelievably high price to purchase their freedom.

 

For those who have so freely received such abundant, new life, it is such a small sacrifice-

to limit ourselves from all of the things which would otherwise

consume the minutes of this-

the best day of the week.

 

We look forward to lifting our voices together, however weary or dry-

in praise and adoration to the one who has given us living water

that flows out from our innermost being unto eternal life.

 

We eagerly desire to hear the word of Christ,

by which faith comes.

 

We hunger to feast at the table of the Lord, knowing that

His flesh is true bread, and His blood true drink.

 

We long to offer the incense of our prayers together to Him

as a sweet smelling fragrance before His throne.

 

More than the things of earth- we yearn

to be filled with the power of His Holy Spirit that we might walk not according to the

flesh but according to His Spirit, with a supernatural power

that is not our own.

 

We come together on the Lord's day as have the saints of all prior generations - all the way back to the start of the Church after the day of Pentecost when a mighty rushing wind filled the whole house where they were sitting and tongues of Holy Spirit fire came to rest on each one and they were filled with the Holy Spirit, and spoke in unlearned languages the wonders of God, empowered to be witnesses in Jerusalem, Judea, Samaria and the ends of the earth.

 

Yes, it is a small sacrifice to get up and go to church on Sunday morning-

to deny ourselves the time to do other things that might

entertain us

or bring us more income-

or give us more sleep-

 

but we've already settled the fact in our minds that

this life is not really about what makes us comfortable.

 

It isn't about what is most convenient.

 

It's about using our moments

to honor the One who saved us-

and we love to do it.

 

Sunday is the best day of the week.

 

A day we wouldn't miss for the world.

 

Come join us!

 

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About a year ago, my wife and I were in Florida to visit relatives and for some needed down time.  We try to get away from our local area every 3-4 months for a couple days to help us gain perspective- away from the incessant bussle of daily life. Looking out onto the warm Atlantic, the waves pounding against the beach, pelicans gliding effortlessly overhead like some kind of prehistoric small scale cargo plane- I was telling God how I didn't want to do what I knew He was asking me to do.

I said "Lord I can't do it!  I'm not qualified, I'm too weak, It doesn't make sense, it's not practical, it can't be you telling me to do it..." When I distinctly heard the voice of my Lord in my heart say- "Shut up and stop wining. Are you going to obey me or not?"  Nearly collapsing at the magnitude of His words, I immediately realized it wasn't about me.  It's never about me- or you either.  It's about who is in charge.  It's about me and you obeying Him even if we don't think it makes sense.  While it's obvious that we shouldn't just run out and do whatever we happen to think about in a moment and then say that God made me do it...There are times in our lives, when the Lord has been preparing us, planting His desires in us, bringing along His kind confirmations, and we just need to trust Him.  To place our hope fully on the joy that will be revealed- knowing that we could even be wrong- but knowing that even if we are- He Himself is the One who upholds us.

A quick walk down the Hall of Faith in the book of Hebrews will show us that the ones who were commended for their faith were just normal people like us, who couldn't really know how it would all turn out if they obeyed.  But they trusted in God- they trusted that no matter what He would work it out.  They trusted in His good intentions for them, not in their ability to hear perfectly.  

So that's what we're doing.  We are trusting in God's good intentions for us.  Knowing that He is the One who said He would be with us.  Knowing that He is the One who said He'd never leave.  Knowing that even if we mess up, it won't be wasted, and He will use it for our good.  That's the walk of faith we're called to.   So I decided to shut up and stop wining and obey- and already- I'm glad I did.