Grandma Galatians

It seems that so few people go to church anymore
or treat it like just one of many possibilities that
can fill a week of activities, like getting ice cream
or going to a sporting event.  When conflicts arise
it is the first to go, an easy cut from the schedule
that seemingly has no repercussions.  But for me,
it's like failing to visit an adoring grandmother who
lives alone, in failing health, and is eager to see me in
order to heap love on my shoulders while taking off
the heavy stuff that is otherwise crushing my soul.
But maybe in my short-sightedness I have failed
to see or understand that love.  As I prioritize other
things she sits in her rocking chair looking out the
window hoping to see my family pull up the driveway.
It is not about boredom.  It is not about inconvenience.
It is about love because God *is* love and longs to
meet with us in his house and sup with us so that
we grow together sharing one another's burdens.


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