Hot! Hot! Hot!

     This past Sunday we got to church only to find that the air condition was not working in our sanctuary.  As it got closer to time for church to begin the sanctuary filled up with hundreds of people sitting side by side and immediately beginning to sweat. Brian and I had a little baby crawling all over us with rosy red cheeks from the heat. When she started to get fussy I took her to the staffed nursery where it was much cooler. I contemplated staying in the nursery myself and enjoying the cool air but I decided to go ahead and go back to the sanctuary.

   I went back to my seat and immediately began to regret my decision. I found some paper and like most everyone in the sanctuary I began to fan myself. It felt like we sang a million songs. It felt like peoples prayers went on and on and on. During a song while I was fanning myself something behind me caught my eye...I turned around to see a couple of rows behind me an entire row of inner city kids who were all participating in worship and not one of them was fanning themselves. I know several of these kids living situations and I know that they do not live in homes or apartments with air condition. I found myself putting my paper down and I stopped fanning myself. I started praying to God thanking Him for the little things that I take for granted. I thanked Him for kids like the ones sitting behind me that weren't complaining but instead were just thrilled to be at church and willing and ready to worship under any circumstance.


   The songs seemed to go a little faster and the sermon was over in a jiffy. May we all stop and look around and say a prayer of thanksgiving for the blessings that we take for granted all too often.