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A Thousand Deaths

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We’re still visiting churches in Waco. We’ve identified a few churches that could be a good fit for our family in terms of beliefs, values, and activities. I am so ready to have a church home and develop deep relationships.

As we were deciding where to go to church this past Sunday, PJ told me where he wanted to go. I replied that I would die a thousand deaths if we had to go there. (Dramatic much?) I have no idea how, but this somehow led to an argument and left me grumpy for much of the afternoon. We were expecting guests for dinner, and I got the house and food ready with plenty of exasperated sighs thrown in for good measure.

Our guests were PJ’s friends in college, and they have spent the last few years serving in a country that is not friendly to Christianity. As we ate, we talked about their daily lives and what it looks like to live as a believer where they live. They told us that they worship with their team—two other families.

Suddenly, my pouting about the next day’s church selection seemed…small-minded. Selfish. Sinful. Here I was pouting about attending a church where I could freely worship Jesus and hear the gospel preached while sitting with friends who have sacrificed this freedom so that their little corner of the world might believe in Jesus. Ugh.

Oh, how thankful I am for grace from the Lord who would take this ugly mess and respond with love. He corrected my wayward heart, disciplining me with His perfect Fatherly love. (Hebrews 12: 5-11) I was able to go to church the next morning with a heart ready to worship Christ, even if the practicalities of the church weren’t my absolute ideals.

And notably, I didn’t die a thousand deaths. Or even one.

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