So I was at a rehearsal tonight with one of our praise team members. She was supposed to sing this past weekend but sent me a text that she had a bronchial infection. I told her to get well soon and I would see her next time. I was quite surprised to see her in church on Sunday.
I asked her why she didn’t stay home in bed to get well. She told me she was, until her 4 year old son pounced on her Sunday morning and said, “Mommy, we need to go see Jesus,” to which her husband responded, “we’re so busted.”
I know maturity teaches us to do the right thing even when we don’t feel like it. But I’d sure rather have my motivation for going to church to come from one of excitement than duty.
Jesus said, For where two or three come together in my name, there am I with them.”
And there was a wee little man who wanted to see Jesus.
4 So he ran ahead and climbed a sycamore- fig tree to see him, since Jesus was coming that way.
5 When Jesus reached the spot, he looked up and said to him, “Zacchaeus, come down immediately. I must stay at your house today.” 6 So he came down at once and welcomed him gladly Luke 19:4-6.
I want to be more like that wee little man.
This Sunday morning…..We need to go see Jesus.