The name’s not important. What’s important is that, right now, I don’t feel like going. And, about this time every Wednesday, I start thinking the same things:
I’m busy. It would be much better to catch up on x,y and z than have to schlep out in the car.
I know this passage. We’ve done it before. Many times. I don’t need to go.
TV looks really good tonight. And I’ve had a Long Hard Day.
X isn’t going. And if they’re not, then why should I? No one will notice if I’m gone.
I can read the Bible at home on my own. What’s the big deal about going out?
I don’t feel like talking.
My husband and I have had an argument.
I’m sure I can feel a cold/plague coming on.
I never know the answers/I always know the answers/there are no answers.
What’s the big deal with bible study anyway?
But I put my shoes on. Because on Wednesday I remember:
I’m thankful I can read the Bible with others without fear of punishment
TV will not change my life. These pages and this fellowship will.
If I’m not there and you’re not there, the group becomes less: and so do we.
When I read the Bible with others, I read it differently. I see it through new eyes. I see it working in lives – and that’s exciting.
I don’t have to talk.
I don’t have to be perfect.
I’m with family and that’s where I belong.
Their coffee is better than mine.