Voices of Praise

This week we kicked off our first Sunday night service at the church (I will pause while indignant fundarnmentalists harumph that we didn't have one, and emergentistas harumph that we do). Our special guests were the Voices of Praise travelling choir from Frontier School of the Bible. The young people ministered in a powerful way, and our church was greatly blessed. As a pastor I am unspeakably thankful for the impact these young people had.

But it wasn't supposed to be that way.

Sunday night services aren't supposed to work. Nobody will show up. And those that do will get burned out fast and start to look at church as a drudgery. At least, that's what we hear. What I found as I began talking to the church about starting a Sunday night service was that the biggest obstacle to having it was the fact that we just knew that it wouldn't work.

But it did. People actually showed up. And they were edified. And God was magnified.

So, when did the Lord's Day become the Lord's hour-and-a-half? "I'm sorry, Lord. But the NFL has bought out your franchise. You can have Sunday morning, but be sure you have everything over and cleaned up by noon or we'll have to raise your rent."