I wonder what church would be like

if instead of thinking of it as an event on a checklist

we thought of it as family

and Sunday morning was just a reunion of cherished cousins.

I wonder what church would be like

if instead of acting like

church is the place that

once a week

we can shove life aside

sort of

and reconnect with God

kind of

we believed that it is a place

that once or twice or three times a week

we can connect with souls

and share with them the same God

who lives and breathes inside us

twenty-four/seven.

I wonder what church would be like

if instead of noticing everything that’s wrong

and demanding that the church leaders fix it

soon

or I’ll have to find another church

we fixed our eyes on Jesus,

the Author and Finisher of our faith,

Great Physician,

Bread of Life,

source of Living Water,

Prince of Peace,

the Beginning and the End,

the embodiment of Love,

the Great I Am.

I wonder what church would be like

if instead of walking in and saying

“I made it, Pastor, now fill me up…”

we said

“Here I am, Lord, I pour myself out!”

I wonder what church would be like

if instead of wondering

I just did it.

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