I don’t always wake up on Sunday morning, excited about going to church. The temptation to sleep in is always there. My body seems to ache more on Sundays then any other day. If I look hard enough, I could always come up with an excuse.
When I have the feeling that I just don’t want to go to church today, I think about Jesus and what He suffered for me. He didn’t want to be crucified, but He endured the pain because of His love for me (us). He took my stripes because of my sin, and yet He loves me (us) unconditionally. So when I start thinking about all the other things that I could do instead of going to church, I stop and think about all the things my Lord does for me every day. It helps me to put my life into perspective.
He woke me up this morning and has blessed me with beautiful life. He provides my every need. During my heartaches and grief, I am comforted. When my strength runs out, His strength begins. As the world troubles my heart, He speaks peace to my soul. The list goes on and on.
He is a wonderful Savior, and deserves our praise and dedication. Initially, I may not always feel like it, but once I open my Bible and start reading about His love for me, my heart desires to go His house and to learn more about Him.
We love him, because he first loved us.
May God bless you,