Jim Smith went to church one Sunday morning. He heard the organist miss a note during the prelude, and he winced. He saw a teenager talking when everybody was supposed to be bowed in silent prayer. He felt like the usher was watching to see what he put in the offering plate and it made him boil. He cau7ght the preacher making a slip of the tongue five times in the sermon by actual count. As he slipped out thro’ the side door during the closing hymn, he mutter to himself, “Never again! What a bunch of clods and hypocrites!”
Ron Jones went to church one Sunday morning. He heard the organist play and arrangement of “A Mighty Fortress” and he thrilled to the majesty of it. He heard a young girl take a moment in the service to speak her simple moving message of the difference her faith makes to her life. He was glad to see that his church was sharing in a special offering for the hungry of Nigeria. He especially appreciated the sermon that Sunday --- it answered a question that had bothered him for a long time. He thought, as he walked out the doors of the church, “How can a man come here and not feel the presence of God?”
Both men went to the same church on the same Sunday morning. Each found what he was looking for. What will you be looking for this Sunday?
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