The topic of church has been coming up in my life a bit lately. I have been involved in 3 churches in my walk with Jesus. Winnipeg Evangelical Free in Winnipeg, Christian Assembly Foursquare in LA and Lake Sammamish Foursquare in Redmond. I have worked with the youth in each church, been involved in a home group of some sort and it has been like a second home. Lately I have missed that.
For the last 4 years, since my parents separation I have attended Mars Hill Church in Seattle. I mostly started going there to hide as I was sick of community and talking about my issues with my parents separation. I have loved the teaching there and the times of responsive worship, but for the most part I have just been a consumer. Yesterday, as we were driving to church Emma and I got into a discussion about it as she didn’t want to go. We talked about her reasoning, and it came out that a part of it is that there is no involvement, we just go on Sundays, not always at the same time, or even consistently and she is put into a class with other kids she doesn’t know for one hour. There is no relationship there, no after church play dates, no weekly activities, nothing. This is not the fault of Mars Hill Church, but the fault of mine, her father.
This goes the same for Amy and I. We go on Sunday’s to hear some good teaching, take communion, connect with the Lord and leave. Yesterday Bubba, one of the pastors there taught. One of the points he touched is the exact thing I am talking about here. He asked how many people just come to the church on Sunday’s and leave without giving anything back. He related it to a father who comes to the dinner table every night to eat. After dinner he leaves to do his own thing, not helping with clean up, fellowshipping with others in the living room, or playing with the kids. He just eats, leaves and assumes that is enough to make him a part of the family.
What am I saying here? I need a church. By church I don’t mean a building, but a group of people who gather together on a regular basis to worship the Lord and serve each other, and the community around. I have not had that in my life at all for some time now, not with YWAM, not with a home group or a church. I miss it. I want something to give to, something to receive from, something that my family and I can be a regular part of, outside of my work with YWAM.
Thoughts?

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