That is what I keep telling myself tonight, and for the most part I believe it.
In case I haven’t talked about it much our church is in a transitional period. Tomorrow we are electing our pastor search committee and so I thought it would be a good idea to have a prayer vigil tonight. My thinking was that it would be important to seek God’s face before we thought about who would represent us to seek a pastor.
So some of the youth helped me set up a full on station worship type thing. (I will have it posted here soon.) But in the end only 9 people showed up to pray.
I keep telling myself that there were lots of reasons why people didn’t want to come. I keep telling myself that it doesn’t mean that they aren’t praying for our church. I keep telling myself that the youth who came to help clean up was cool even if they were playing video games instead of coming to pray.
I keep telling myself not to take it personally, and for the most part I believe it.
But on the good side I got very nice chance to relax and remove myself from the distractions of the world and such tonight. It was a good time for me. I prayed. I worshiped, and I even thought up the idea for our next youth series. In the end I wish more people would have taken advantage of the prayer space, but it was a nice night for me.
And sarcasm aside I really am not all that concerned with how few people came. It does make me wonder if this church and I are no longer on the same page and maybe that means it is time for me to start looking at other options. But I am not going to bed upset or anything. I know that I was doing the right thing tonight. That helps me sleep more than anything.