Again and Again and Again
Excerpt from Mark 10:1-12
"Crowds again gathered around him; and, as was his custom, he again taught them."
Reflection by Quinn G. Caldwell
A faithful churchgoer was talking with a skeptical friend about why he bothered going to church. The friend asked him what his favorite part of the service was. "Oh, I love most of it: the songs, the Doxology, Communion. The pastoral prayer can be pretty boring sometimes, but I even get something out of that. Overall, though, I guess I would say I get the most out of the sermon."
"How many sermons do you think you've sat through in your life?" the friend asked.
The man said, "Oh, I don't know. Couple thousand?"
"And do you remember them all?"
"Of course not!"
"Then why bother? What's the point?"
The man thought about it for a moment, then asked, "Do you remember every meal you've ever eaten?"
"No."
"Neither do I," replied the man. "But I sure am glad I ate them."
Prayer
God, I wish I didn't have to feed my spirit so much. I wish I could hear about you just once and then be yours forever. But it looks like I'm going to need to hear it again and again. So send me the discipline to come often to the table of your Word, and send me preachers good enough to keep me fed. Amen.
Excerpt from Mark 10:1-12
"Crowds again gathered around him; and, as was his custom, he again taught them."
Reflection by Quinn G. Caldwell
A faithful churchgoer was talking with a skeptical friend about why he bothered going to church. The friend asked him what his favorite part of the service was. "Oh, I love most of it: the songs, the Doxology, Communion. The pastoral prayer can be pretty boring sometimes, but I even get something out of that. Overall, though, I guess I would say I get the most out of the sermon."
"How many sermons do you think you've sat through in your life?" the friend asked.
The man said, "Oh, I don't know. Couple thousand?"
"And do you remember them all?"
"Of course not!"
"Then why bother? What's the point?"
The man thought about it for a moment, then asked, "Do you remember every meal you've ever eaten?"
"No."
"Neither do I," replied the man. "But I sure am glad I ate them."
Prayer
God, I wish I didn't have to feed my spirit so much. I wish I could hear about you just once and then be yours forever. But it looks like I'm going to need to hear it again and again. So send me the discipline to come often to the table of your Word, and send me preachers good enough to keep me fed. Amen.
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