A Different Kind of Sunday/ Giant Killers

Posted on September 14, 2006 by LesJr.
Categories: Church, Family, Friends, General.

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This past Sunday was definitely different. The songs we sang weren’t unusual in any way. The sermon wasn’t markedly different than any other sermon I’ve been privileged to preach. Worship was what it has always been.

But Sunday was different. It was the last Sunday in our building. People were very cognizant that after a long year of hurricane changes, we have finally reached the point where we must say goodbye to an old and comfortable friend.

We have prayed with, sung with, studied with, preached to, shared weddings and funerals and new births alike in this place. The faces have changed over the years–some new, some the same, some remarkably changed.

Yes, Sunday was different. We have been family in this location for a long time. Some longer than others.

Last night was different as well. Our last service of any kind in this location. As befitting the occasion, Don McLaughlin, who preaches for the North Atlanta church, was here and delivered the message. The North Atlanta church has partnered with us for over a year now in recovery and rebuilding and renewal.

Don told us of visiting Israel in the middle of the latest flare up of hostilities. Tourism was at a lull and they enjoyed some rather personalized attention from the tour guides. In one location, Don was led to the very brook of David and Goliath fame. The one where David chose the five smooth stones.

Don presented several of us with a stone from that stream. He charged me with keeping a slightly bigger stone for the whole church family.

In a week that is so very different because of circumstances and situations and opportunities, we have been given visible reminders of the simple tool David used in great faith to slay a giant.

This week is different because we are finally coming face to face with another giant. A time of transition. Being a church temporarily without tangible walls in a building of our own. Meeting in a funeral chapel for Sunday morning worship. Struggling to find midweek alternatives.

May God give us the strength and the faith and the tools to slay all of our giants.

The giant of indifference.

The giant of fear and petrification.

The giant of being dependent on a building.

Who or what is your giant? What are you turning into a giant that doesn’t need to become one?

Goliath’s can still die!

Let’s be giant slayers all!

God Bless!

Les, Jr.

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