A Fool and his Words are Soon Parted

The Church Service was 8 Hours Long October 26, 2008

No, the preacher didn’t get an extra wind, but there was a meal provided, we sang songs, and we were encouraged to demonstrate God’s love in a tangible way. Today, my church went to a local park at 10:00am, removed the shingles from the roof, did some roof repair, demolished some old bathrooms that were no longer needed, and made their pavillion area suitable for use by the public.

Hammer Worship

There was no fanfare. TV and radio crews didn’t show up, and outside of the park director and the members of our church, nobody will know who did the work or why.

My role was minimal, involving a lot of holding ladders for people that were not afraid of heights, handing materials up the ladder to these hardy souls, and providing the strong-back/weak-mind combo that I’m famous for in such situations. The other participants were amazing, and symbolized some of the best of what “the church” can be–a group of otherwise disparate individuals forgetting their own agendas for a few hours and putting other people first.

I’ve told our pastor several times, and I reiterated it to him again today: I don’t think I can ever go back to sitting in a pew on Sunday mornings. I know some are called to such a place, and I encourage them to continue to worship in whatever way they’re led.

As for me and my house? We’re gonna serve.