Sunday, 1st January 2012
We stayed up till midnight to usher the new year in; and we let the kids stay up, too – all four of them. So, there were a few grumps in the morning when they had to wake up to go to church.
We got there just in time, so nothing unusual there. What was different was that there were many empty parking spaces. I guess people took advantage of the long weekend and were away.
It was over 30C but the fans were going and that made things somewhat more comfortable. Yes, I’m a wimp. In other parts of the world, there are people who are really suffering for their faith and here I am complaining about a little heat. 😦 Must try harder.
Being the first Sunday of the month, there was Communion. Also, being school holidays, there was no Sunday School for the children and so the children sat in with us and we had Communion as a family. This is a rare treat! I really don’t understand the rationale for ushering the children off for Sunday School and then having Communion, but then again, we haven’t attended this church long enough to know.
When they asked us to sign the attendance sheet – all attendants are requested to fill it in – I put our Family Name down in the Regular Attendants column and not in the Visitors Section as I’ve been doing for the past few months.
The message was on Genesis 11:26-12:9.
We also went for evening service! (To be honest, it was the lure of a barbecue dinner before the service that kind of won me over.) Evening services are led by the Youth Pastor and is generally geared for the youth.
There was a barbecue and then a short message on being bold and courageous. Everyone was given a piece of paper and pen to write down a prayer (of sorts) on what they would like to achieve this coming year.
What made the service special (to me) was that there was Communion as well! Normally, the evening service holds Communion on the third Sunday of each month, so this was particularly meaningful. It might seem that I put a lot of stock into a piece of bread and a bit of grape juice, and I guess I do. The last church we attended only had Communion once every three months – IF they remembered! So, that experience has left me rather hungry. As the whole group (there were only about 30 of us) stood in a circle holding our plastic cups of grape juice – a very multi-ethnic, multi-aged gathering of believers – I felt very blessed indeed to be part of the family of believers.
May you all have a very blessed 2012!
(I realise using plastic cups and grape juice for Communion is considered ‘not really Communion’ to some, and I’m okay with that. )