Reed's Remember Sunday Mornings
Remember getting ready for church on Sunday morning? Sure you do. Mom and Dad would wake you up early (on the weekend); you’d crawl out of bed scratching here and there. Inevitably you’d ask, “… do I have to get up so early” – and Mom would always say, “Yes, it’s Sunday morning. Get ready for church or we’ll be late.”
How many homes have that conversation anymore? It appears that many do not. As my family and I drive to church we see soccer games, people jogging, going to the store or walking out to get their paper. What happened to remembering the Lord’s Day?
I remember being little and getting ready for Sunday morning the night before. It would start with bath time (or a shower as I got older). Once that was complete it was time to polish those Sunday shoes. I’d have my can of Kiwi Polish (black or brown), an old rag with lots and lots of previous Saturday evening shoe polish spots on it, my buffing rag and shoes. Out would come the shoe laces, polish liberally applied, then buffed to a shine and then I’d lace them back up. Once up Sunday morning, breakfast would be followed by brushing my teeth (with Crest of course), then getting dressed (in a suit, sometimes it was a snazzy green Leisure Suit), and last but not least – the shoes. We’d all hop into the car and head to church. Every Sunday – rain, shine, or in a blizzard.
Today, my family still goes through almost the same ritual. My wife and I hear “… do I have to get up, it’s too early” even though on Saturday they might have been up an hour earlier ready to play. We’re all trying to get breakfast, our teeth brushed and out the door. Usually the words “ … get in that bathroom and finish getting ready or we’re going to be late …” escape from my mouth.
But we make it on time; ready to remember why we’re there in the first place – to worship God. So remember the Lord’s Day, you’ll be glad you did.
How many homes have that conversation anymore? It appears that many do not. As my family and I drive to church we see soccer games, people jogging, going to the store or walking out to get their paper. What happened to remembering the Lord’s Day?
I remember being little and getting ready for Sunday morning the night before. It would start with bath time (or a shower as I got older). Once that was complete it was time to polish those Sunday shoes. I’d have my can of Kiwi Polish (black or brown), an old rag with lots and lots of previous Saturday evening shoe polish spots on it, my buffing rag and shoes. Out would come the shoe laces, polish liberally applied, then buffed to a shine and then I’d lace them back up. Once up Sunday morning, breakfast would be followed by brushing my teeth (with Crest of course), then getting dressed (in a suit, sometimes it was a snazzy green Leisure Suit), and last but not least – the shoes. We’d all hop into the car and head to church. Every Sunday – rain, shine, or in a blizzard.
Today, my family still goes through almost the same ritual. My wife and I hear “… do I have to get up, it’s too early” even though on Saturday they might have been up an hour earlier ready to play. We’re all trying to get breakfast, our teeth brushed and out the door. Usually the words “ … get in that bathroom and finish getting ready or we’re going to be late …” escape from my mouth.
But we make it on time; ready to remember why we’re there in the first place – to worship God. So remember the Lord’s Day, you’ll be glad you did.
posted by Reed | 3:27 PM
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