One thing I love about attending worship programs at Church is that it forces me to do things I would not do naturally.
Every week, it forces me to spend an hour or two focused on God.
Every week, it forces me to spend time with other believers.
Every week, it forces me to sing or at least listen to songs that give glory to God.
Every week, it forces me to pray or at least listen to other people pray.
Every week, it forces me to hear scripture read out loud and then have someone explain it.
Every week, it forces me to evaluate my actions, ponder my motives, and improve my relationships, including those with God.
Do I love attending Church programs? Honestly, not always.
Do I always walk away with a heart, mind, and soul filled with a love for God? Honestly, not always.
But when I am a part of these gatherings, I open up myself to the things of God that I do not do any other day of the week in the same way. My struggle is that the rest of the week, I adjust according to my feelings. I sing, pray, and read when I feel like it. However, being a part of a group of people pushes me to do things that I do not feel comfortable with.
I need a reminder that God deserves my praise even when I do not feel like giving it. God is all-powerful, and I pray because of his sovereignty, not my feelings. I focus on him because I am a mess, and he can make sense of it all, even when I don’t want to.
Church forces me in directions I often do not want to go, but I am thankful for it, as odd as it sounds.