Sometimes I skip church.
I bet you weren’t expecting that. You probably assumed I’d begin with a convicting Bible verse. Or maybe a disheartening statistic about how many millennials don’t attend church anymore.
Instead, I want to start with a dose of honesty: Sometimes I don’t want to go to church.
The church service I attend isn’t even that early, so I can’t use time as an excuse. But there’s a myriad of other excuses for why I skip church. Some days I’m lazy. Occasionally I have a to-do list that’s a mile long and errands to run. The most dangerous excuse that floats around in my head on Sunday mornings though is: “Well, I can just sleep in and listen to the sermon online.”
While listening to sermons or worship music isn’t a bad thing (thank you, internet!), what I’ve found is that if I think I’m “just” missing a sermon when I miss church, I’ve lost the point of church itself.
When I skip church, I miss more than just a sermon. I miss more than just worship music. I miss more than just announcements.
Because church was meant to be more than that.
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