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Why do you keep judging me? If I wanted to be comfortable and lazy and not take all the insults here, I'd go find a pew to sleep in. Why would you have me compromise God's word? I want to be part of a fellowship based on the NT. What's so wrong about that that? What is my crime?
Im sorry. What were the 2 questions you had for me? I'm trying to keep up with everyone's input. My head is spinning. Thanks.
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Is a Mormon temple a church that teaches the gospel of Christ? That is exactly what people have been saying A silly argument to ignore the basic truth.
God said to assemble together. Why are you not?
God said to support a local church so they can do his will.. Why are you not?
I am sorry, saying you can it find onw church that teaches the gospel of Christ. Not buying it.. Unless you live in the wilderness. 100 miles from any church.
Then again, if you do. how are you on here?
God said to assemble together. Why are you not?
God said to support a local church so they can do his will.. Why are you not?
I am sorry, saying you can it find onw church that teaches the gospel of Christ. Not buying it.. Unless you live in the wilderness. 100 miles from any church.
Then again, if you do. how are you on here?
Here's the deal. If you believe that going to church, paying tithes, sitting in the pew staring at the back of someone's head for 40 minutes while listening to a sermon then talk football at the end of the service is what God set forth. Then stay with it. Please do not ever look at the scriptures I mentioned and then you'll be happy. Just listen to your 'pastor', don't ever question anything he says or teaches. And don't ever search the word of God to see if what he is doing and saying is 'gospel'. Just leave your bible at home and go with the traditions of men. Be happy, happy, happy. Pass the coolade please.
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I've found the majority of people who don't go to a regular church or fellowship do so out of apathy/laziness, pride or rebellion. Obviously, there are unique circumstances where people are legitimately unable to attend a church regularly. But it's my opinion based on observations that other reasons or justifications for not going to church fall within the apathy/laziness, pride or rebellion category.
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I truly miss church. Most of our friends came from church. We'd get there early to see everyone, help get everything ready, enjoy the service together, gab afterward while straightening up and putting away (Bibles and chairs), and then head out for brunch to talk about what we learned.
And Wednesday Night Bible study could mean Geno's, (not Pat's. Pat's is for tourists... and if Tourist comes along, I'll teach him Geno's lol), before study, excitement on who was teaching, (personal prejudice, but hubby was the best because he picked Roman's, but Claude taught me everything I know about Noah's ark), about ten questions during the study, and then off to home to prepare for next week's.
Small churches so no matter what the desire to minister was we needed whatever talent someone had -- babysitting, housecleaning, missionary work, setting up dinners when someone was sick, round the clock hospital visits for a little girl in a coma with pneumonia, (she lived -- her and her brothers came every week, when we all set up times to stay with her, her parents began to believe in God too), or even the-ministry-of-the-bricks. (Holes around saplings in the sidewalk, so four of us laid bricks in two three-foot-by-three foot holes, while half a dozen others told us the best design. lol)
It was a South Philly planted church in an Italian neighborhood, so most of the neighbors were Catholic, but we gabbed and giggled (men chuckled of course, because men do NOT giggle) so much outside the church, the neighbors felt comfortable talking to us and learning about the tiny church. Both fortunately and unfortunately, most of the congregation was poor, disabled, or both, leaving just three families tithing enough to keep the doors open.
And then the mold and mildew got to be too much. Every time I went there in spring or fall, (wet seasons), I had to leave after half an hour because my eyes and throat were closing up. We tried dehumidifiers and an ionizer, but it wasn't enough. (150 year old building. Can't modernize that basement and old enough that what was in the basement ventured up.) We had to leave. (And we were one of those three families that made enough to help out.)
Three months later, they sold it to a Korean Church. That church had the same roots our denomination had, plus the Italian Market was becoming more International, so no regrets who we sold it to. I just really miss church.
And Wednesday Night Bible study could mean Geno's, (not Pat's. Pat's is for tourists... and if Tourist comes along, I'll teach him Geno's lol), before study, excitement on who was teaching, (personal prejudice, but hubby was the best because he picked Roman's, but Claude taught me everything I know about Noah's ark), about ten questions during the study, and then off to home to prepare for next week's.
Small churches so no matter what the desire to minister was we needed whatever talent someone had -- babysitting, housecleaning, missionary work, setting up dinners when someone was sick, round the clock hospital visits for a little girl in a coma with pneumonia, (she lived -- her and her brothers came every week, when we all set up times to stay with her, her parents began to believe in God too), or even the-ministry-of-the-bricks. (Holes around saplings in the sidewalk, so four of us laid bricks in two three-foot-by-three foot holes, while half a dozen others told us the best design. lol)
It was a South Philly planted church in an Italian neighborhood, so most of the neighbors were Catholic, but we gabbed and giggled (men chuckled of course, because men do NOT giggle) so much outside the church, the neighbors felt comfortable talking to us and learning about the tiny church. Both fortunately and unfortunately, most of the congregation was poor, disabled, or both, leaving just three families tithing enough to keep the doors open.
And then the mold and mildew got to be too much. Every time I went there in spring or fall, (wet seasons), I had to leave after half an hour because my eyes and throat were closing up. We tried dehumidifiers and an ionizer, but it wasn't enough. (150 year old building. Can't modernize that basement and old enough that what was in the basement ventured up.) We had to leave. (And we were one of those three families that made enough to help out.)
Three months later, they sold it to a Korean Church. That church had the same roots our denomination had, plus the Italian Market was becoming more International, so no regrets who we sold it to. I just really miss church.
If I go to church, in about 45 minutes from the time I sit down in a chair (folding chairs or pews), I will start crying quietly, get up, and limp out the door in pain from my bad back. I could go to church, if I could afford a comfortable chair for the church building to sit in. My comfy chair at home broke last March. (Holy schmoly! I just realized I've been dealing with this problem for a year now.) Until I could afford a new one, I made due (and spent too much money trusting Laz-E-Boy to honor their "lifetime guarantee), by adding and removing pillows, cushions, towels, and then removing them to try to get comfortable again. I just bought the new one last week for more money than I paid for the recliner that broke.
As for hubby? He developed Tourette's in 2003, including both surprising jerky movements and blurts. He feared an inappropriate blurt right smack in the middle of the sermon. (Oddly enough, if he watches his language over a long period of time, he still blurts, but they aren't inappropriate. Surprising, but not inappropriate.)
Now, the good news is, ever since his heart attack, since he's been laid up in bed, I've seen no jerky moves or blurts. Because the Tourette's came along directly related to his inherited (aboard an aircraft carrier, when he was young and burned all over his body from cleaning a jet fuel tank --fumes, no fuel burned him) sensitivity to chemicals, and then 24 weeks of chemo, so we think that was the odd cause. Maybe God has reset his body with the heart attack, except this is just a theory, until he can walk again.
So, is we or isn't we "justified?"
(And I won't ask if we needed to be.
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As for hubby? He developed Tourette's in 2003, including both surprising jerky movements and blurts. He feared an inappropriate blurt right smack in the middle of the sermon. (Oddly enough, if he watches his language over a long period of time, he still blurts, but they aren't inappropriate. Surprising, but not inappropriate.)
Now, the good news is, ever since his heart attack, since he's been laid up in bed, I've seen no jerky moves or blurts. Because the Tourette's came along directly related to his inherited (aboard an aircraft carrier, when he was young and burned all over his body from cleaning a jet fuel tank --fumes, no fuel burned him) sensitivity to chemicals, and then 24 weeks of chemo, so we think that was the odd cause. Maybe God has reset his body with the heart attack, except this is just a theory, until he can walk again.
So, is we or isn't we "justified?"
(And I won't ask if we needed to be.
For the people who truly know your husband and value him as a person, the occasional outburst shouldn't be an issue because he is just as important as the peace and order of the service. And for your back, I'd like to believe that a church that knows you and values you would be willing to help in some way. If someone in your condition wanted to come to our church, I believe we'd make arrangements to have a more comfortable chair for you.
Again, I believe a godly church that valued it's people would be able to accommodate many unique circumstances.
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It dawns on me. IRL, I have no idea why people don't go to church who claim they are believers. I have no idea because they're claiming that while hiding from believers by avoiding fellowship. (Maybe they hang out in bars saying this stuff, since I have a vague memory of talking the talk without walking the walk way back in my stoner days. And there were a few of us doing that together.)
BUT this isn't real life, (sort of), and I do see some who won't go to church. I also see what they all have in common:
1. They alone have the truth.
2. No church is good enough. Something is wrong with it, and there simply isn't anyone else around in a 500 mile radius who also has the truth to fellowship with.
3. They argue constantly about how good they are and how bad everyone else is, while hoisting up the "I speak for God" banner.
4. They spend way too much time telling how they're protecting the truth, protecting others from bullies, not letting babes in Christ be swayed by false stuff, or doing anything at all that's helpful.
From the standpoint that gathering together is to edify each other and be edified, I tend to think God is kind that he gets them to avoid church -- at least to those who want to fellowship. We can hear God above the fangless roar that way.
BUT this isn't real life, (sort of), and I do see some who won't go to church. I also see what they all have in common:
1. They alone have the truth.
2. No church is good enough. Something is wrong with it, and there simply isn't anyone else around in a 500 mile radius who also has the truth to fellowship with.
3. They argue constantly about how good they are and how bad everyone else is, while hoisting up the "I speak for God" banner.
4. They spend way too much time telling how they're protecting the truth, protecting others from bullies, not letting babes in Christ be swayed by false stuff, or doing anything at all that's helpful.
From the standpoint that gathering together is to edify each other and be edified, I tend to think God is kind that he gets them to avoid church -- at least to those who want to fellowship. We can hear God above the fangless roar that way.