Today was kind of a strange Sunday, to say the least …
The weather forcast was for quite a pile of snow to happen during the night. People literally started telling me on Friday they wouldn’t be at church today – which honestly, I tend to think that decision should be held off until the actual Sunday morning when you can see what the weather is like. Because what actually happened was this: nothing. No snow. In fact, it was sunny out during church, but our attendance was cut in half because of the possibility of a night time snow storm that didn’t happen.
It’s funny in a sad way; I was talking to my tax guy the other day and I asked if he gets a lot of cancellations on these days that we’ve been bombed with snow. His answer surprised me at first: nope. People will come out in almost any kind of weather to do their taxes and get their refund. I guess it’s sad that our priorities as a culture get revealed in such a way; we’ll brave the storm of the century to get our tax refund a few days early, but at the hint of any kind of foul weather we’ll back out of church to be safe.
Don’t get me wrong; I absolutely believe that if the roads are dangerous people shouldn’t go to church. But our attendance was cut in half because a storm that didn’t actually happen was forcasted and people had already decided not to go. Consequently, even though the weather was fine … they stayed at home sleeping in.
Anyway, that kind of rubbed me wrong. I guess it just kind of saddens me. I also changed the message I was going to be preaching late last night – I’m holding the other one for a fuller house – it’s one I believe the whole church needs and I really felt this was the way I was supposed to go, but it always stresses me to change it up at the last minute like that. So I was already off kilter and three minutes into my sermon there’s an ambulance at the back door taking someone out and one of the elders is bringing me a note telling me that one of the nine year old children has passed out and having seizures. Wow. We stopped the service to pray for him, but it was a challenge to get back on track after that. He’s doing good; I visited him after church in the emergency room, but it was scary for his family (of course).
So, it’s been a strange Sunday.
Oh yeah, and now it’s snowing again. Sheesh!