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People Butts In Nearly Every Seat
Brass resounded, a two-piece timpani reverberated, and the
Steinway resonated with our souls in the Chapel, a sanctuary for worship,
praise, and reflection. The Altos and Basses, Tenors and Sopranos of the LCPC Cathedral Choir raised the roof and
the filled the room with an incense pleasing to the Lord of Glory. It was an
Easter Sunday done well.
I walked in a little later than I usually like for a normal
Sunday and there were only seats here and there and my ‘usual’ seat was filled. Then
I saw an opening and dove in to sit between two of my mentors, youth leaders
from back in my days as a teenager finding my way into adulthood. They would
later become impassioned supporters of me as a youth advisor myself. Without
these two and their cohorts the church would be a shadow of itself and we
would do well to cherish them, the time we have with them, their contributions
then and now, and provide space and time for them to worship which is commensurate with
their importance to the Lord.
A lady came in during one of the hymns looking for a place to sit
amongst her friends so I slid out and ushered her in to sit between Bob and
Terry then moved back a couple of rows while a woman I couldn’t recognize in
her mask gave me the best of recognitions for a simple action, her hand to
her heart.
It’s Easter! and meeting people’s hearts is the order of the day
as we celebrate the most noble sacrifice of all time. These are lessons I
learned from the likes of Teri and Bob, Jim, Glen, Alan, Dean, and my folks –
so many beloved saints I can’t write them all in. I still learn from them. When
the prayers came and the hymns were sung they stood or sat as they can or
prefer. Standing or sitting, their hearts knelt and their eyes were on
Jesus, a posture they take every day.
A message was piped in from the Sanctuary and a promise of fulfillment
was given, a continuation of God’s Kingdom on earth. He calls our name – we pray
and sing and answer the call. An infant was baptized and the rite was piped in.
There were people butts in nearly every seat as it should
have been. This is the House of God.
Grab hold of the promise, let your heart kneel, and worship the
Lamb of God.
In His grip,
jerry
