When did life become so complicated? Take for example my church duties. For better or worse I’ve managed to take on quite a bit of responsiblity at church. And now, due to the absence of a fellow churchworker, I’m probably going to have to take on even more responsibilty. I’m nearing burnout.
And yet I look back on what is the most fulfilling worship I always have. It’s the worship I have on the Sunday morning in June before church camp starts. A group of us arrive on Saturday afternoon to get ready for camp. Then on Sunday morning about 20 or so of us worship God. And then the most complicated thing for me that day during that worship service is picking out the songs to sing.
Have we lost sight on what is most important? I don’t know.