I’ve been to 8 churches. EIGHT!!! No kidding. Worse, it’s been only seven years since my conversion. And you might think, since becoming a Born again Christian, I’ve been simply leaping from church to church every year. NO. It’s not every year. I usually leave a church just after few months as attendee. So that means, there are months that I don’t attend church services.
And those months aren’t great times. 😦
But then why do I even get to church hunting? I’m never contented. You see, I’m a very observant person, and as a Christian, I’m even more observant. It has something to do with me being an introvert. Whenever I see something unpleasant or something that makes me uncomfortable, my initial reaction is always to step back, leave and isolate myself. Because it’s better to be alone. That’s always been my way of thinking.
During the months of no church, I force myself to be contented with streaming online preachings every Sunday. And though the Holy Spirit was never absent whenever I watch preachings on the net, still, it feels like something’s amiss. And now I finally understand what.
It’s Fellowship that’s absent. God commanded us to…
…consider one another to provoke unto love and to good works: Not neglecting to MEET TOGETHER, as is the habit of some, but encouraging one another, and so much the more, as you see the Day drawing near.
I need to fellowship with other Christians. And though as a mere person, it’s okay to isolate myself and let my introvert ego always win, as a Christian, it might not work. If I want my faith to grow, I need others. I can’t stop being observant but I can sure stop being such a perfectionist. We’re living in flesh, so perfection is an absolute impossibility.
2 Timothy 2:20 taught me the reasoning I should’ve learned long time ago. And I hoped that someone(from the churches I’ve been to) have taught it to me. The verse says that there are also vessels of wood and of Earth along with the vessels of Gold and Silver. And that there are always some to honour and some to dishonour.
But what really caught me in the verse is this phrase: GREAT HOUSE. No matter what’s inside it, good and bad, unpleasant and not, God’s house still remains a GREAT HOUSE. Besides, I heard someone said before that a church is not a museum full of beautiful things, but a hospital filled with injured, imperfect people who need God. If the people in the church are perfect, they wouldn’t need God anymore.
This realization really impacted me in an amazing way that I’m willing to forget who I am or what I am. I’m willing to set aside my natural introvert self to be the Christian who God wants me to be. Because maybe it’s the only way for me to be the exact person He created me to be.
How about you guys, any experiences with the churches you’ve been to. I love chatting especially if it’s about my walk with God. Let’s chat. 🙂