When we can no longer differentiate a church from
a social gathering, and all what we do in church is
to just have fun.
When we can’t differentiate a choir from a harlot,
and an usher is not different from a waiter.
When the church is no more conducive where shall
we go?
When worship session in a church is just like a
disco night and we cant differentiate a pastor from
a comedian. When salvation message is no longer
the order of the day but prosperity and
entertainment message is now the core course.
When the church is no more conducive where shall
we go?
When prayer warrior now have to go to tongue-
speaking school for utterances, and deliverance
and healing session is now like MTH 201 to be
taught and learned.
When pastor have to pause for members to clap and
shout during sermon in enthusiasm, and all what we
now gain from preaching is now new vocabulary
and word usage.
When the church is no more conducive where shall
we go?
When the church of God is now an exhibition ground
for the latest designer jackets and hats.
And those new convert can no longer come to
church for the fear of being inferior.
When the tithe and offering in church become the
yard-stick for growth, and the little donations from
the faithful member have to suffer for senior
pastor’s birthday.
When the church is no more conducive where shall
we go?
When fund raising is now disguised and referred to
as revival. When the number of souls being lost
from the chuech is higher than gained souls Where
shall we go is the question right; But never a
rhetoric one.
Where we can go is simply the feet of the old
rugged cross to plead for genuine spiritual revival of
the church of our Father. Someone sent this to me
and I found it thought provoking and beneficial
enough to share.
Many hundreds of years ago in a small Italian town, a merchant had the misfortune of owing a large sum of money to the moneylender. The moneylender, who was old and ugly, fancied the merchant’s beautiful daughter so he proposed a bargain. He said he would forgo the merchant’s debt if he could marry the daughter. Both the merchant and his daughter were horrified by the proposal. The moneylender told them that he would put a black pebble and a white pebble into an empty bag. The girl would then have to pick one pebble from the bag.If she picked the black pebble, she would become the moneylender’s wife and her father’s debt would be forgiven. If she picked the white pebble she need not marry him and her father’s debt would still be forgiven. But if she refused to pick a pebble, her father would be thrown into jail. They were standing on a pebble strewn path in the merchant’s garden. As they talked, the moneylender bent over to pick up ...
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