Loving The Church
When I think back on April of 2017, at least a couple of pictures will surface in my mind.
One of them is of a lady dressed up as a Bible time character in The Journey to the Cross production. She is a guide, leading people through the marketplace among the animals, and then along the path to hear the testimonies of Simeon and Mary and Jesus and the disciples and Pilate…and then finally to the cross, with a hint to come of an empty tomb. In ‘real life,’ this guide is a lady who has been at our church for just a few weeks, whose children have been loved in our children’s ministry, and who has engaged in worship and been fed by the messages, and wants to know more. On Easter Sunday, the day of the resurrection, she is baptized. And she is surrounded by new brothers and sisters, who love her and will walk with her as she journeys with Christ in the world where we live.
Another picture that will surface is of a gentle man–a gentleman–named Bill Snyder. Bill had been an active member of Colonial Heights Christian Church for over three decades. He was a soldier, a special education teacher, a volunteer who poured countless hours into our building, and a man who never shined more than he did as a caregiver to his wife Freda in her tough final years. When I visited with Bill’s siblings to plan his memorial service after his sudden passing last week, I heard from them their main impression as they went through his house and belongings, and it was this: Bill and Freda’s life was the church. Another way to say it might be the words of Jesus in Matthew 6:19-21: “Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.”
In both of these pictures, a truth to me emerges that is as vivid as any painting I could hang on the wall: The church is God’s family, sent to bless us and to bless our community and world; and through any ups and downs, we would be pretty lost and alone without it.
I hope that you’re developing your own pictures of God’s grace through His family on earth, the Church. When He looks down and sees us, He sees the bride of Christ, beautiful.
I pray that you will see her that way too!
I can’t wait to glorify the Lord with you…
Phil Roberts, Senior Minister