- Are we carrying that sermon with us?
- Are we focused on living like Christ?
- Do we live in prayer as we advise others to "pray about" whatever is troubling them?
I am uplifted in church. I sing passionately, take notes in my sermon journal, and discuss the topics with my husband over brunch. But do I live each hour as passionately, with as much thirst as I do in church. Honestly, no. But I make that choice each hour, each situation. I usually know what I'm supposed to do, and if I don't, I know I'm supposed to pray about it.
Those notes that I wrote during the sermon, the scripture and quotes that really spoke to me, the ones that seem as if it was God saying "Michele, THIS is what you do in this situation. THIS is how I want you to see your life, yourself, others, your purpose, etc." Do I even open the book any other day but Sunday? Do I read the Bible each day and pray for God to reveal himself to me?
Sometimes I patiently wait for the person in the car in front of me to figure out where they are going and sometimes I cuss them as I jam on the gas to go around them. Sometimes I let those frustrating moments pass, sometimes I let them get me in a bad mood for the rest of the day, and sometimes I ask God to move the mountain that lies ahead of me...and he usually does! (And if he usually does, why don't I ask more often?)
The truth is that I am learning. I am practicing. I find myself pausing for a split second to decide whether I should take it to God or handle it on my own, whereas two years ago, I barreled into every situation (or cowardly ran from it) according to my own feelings and judgement. More and more I choose to take it to God. As I grow through Christ I find that He has a much better track-record than I do. And if I don't take it to Him the first go 'round, I'm usually returning to Him for forgiveness or asking Him to mop up the mess that I have created.
When I heard the question about the 166, I immediately began to doubt myself. I just knew from the get go that I was not doing all that I could to bring Sunday to each day of my week. But then my best friend and my child's day-care mom called to tell me the most beautiful thing. She was singing "Motions" by Matthew West (a Contemporary Christian song) and my daughter reacted as if a light bulb went off in her head and she said, "My mommy sing that song and her smile!"
So maybe I'm not living like Christ everyday, but I'm trying. And my daughter sees it. If that is God's only purpose for me, to show my daughter and teach her how to follow not in my footsteps but in Christ's, then that is good enough for me. And while I still struggle with each of the 166 hours that I am not in church, the important thing is that I return on the 167th to try it all over again.