“So do you have any plans this weekend?” This is a common question we all hear as we get closer to the end of each week. When I was young, after hearing about all the fun and exciting things my friends had planned for the weekend, I would usually answer in a sheepish way, “Uh… no, not really,” and the conversation would move on without me. In reality, I always had something planned for the weekend – every week, my family and I go to church to keep the Sabbath day. But back then, I was afraid of telling my friends about it because I was afraid of being different, of standing out from the crowd. Nowadays though, if you ask me what I’m doing for the weekend, I’ll probably still say, “Nothing much.” But, I’ll also say, “I am going to church though!” What changed my mind?
Why should it be thought incredible by you that God raises the dead? (Acts 26:8)
Defending his ministry before King Agrippa, the apostle Paul was amazed that people found it so unbelievable that God had the power to raise the dead. Do you believe in the resurrection of the dead, and do you hold firmly to such hope? Has it occurred to you that one of the main reasons for going to church each week is to receive Sabbath rest, which foreshadows our eternal rest? Now we take a break from our daily toil and labor and go to church for Sabbath rest; later, we cease all work and enter into God’s eternal rest.
Being a child of God is blissful. We are blessed, protected, and guided by Jesus Christ and the Holy Spirit. Yet, Paul reminds us that if only for this life, we have hope in Christ, we are to be pitied more than all men (1 Cor 15:19). Continue reading
I’ve been going to church pretty much every week ever since I was a baby. Naturally, attending Sabbath services was and still is a very regular part of my life. Sometimes I find it odd when people ask me what my plans are for the weekend, because for me, 50% of it is always the same thing. “Well on Saturday I’ll be at church most of the day, as per yooj, and on Sunday…I’m not really sure yet.”
Whenever something becomes routine and repetitive, it can start to feel ritualistic, and at times even meaningless. Church is no exception. I, and perhaps many others, often feel that I go to church simply because it’s just what I do, and I’ve always been taught that I should. Even when it feels like a drag, I still go almost purely out of obligation stemming from either myself, or from responsibilities I have at church.
When this happens, it’s natural (and good) for us to re-evaluate Continue reading