We
had yet another pretty full house at Seaside yesterday. It made for a great Palm Sunday celebration
service. I have to thank Nathan and April
for letting me cut some of their palm branches to use for palm crosses as well
as decorations around the room. The
greenery provided a real boost to the theme.
We had a time within the service where people could share things they
are thankful for. It was like popping the
top of a coke can that had been first dropped on the floor and then shaken a
time or two for good measure. Several shared
about personal ways God has touched their lives. Many others share about how they had been
blessed by God’s church that meets at Seaside. Always encouraging to hear testimonies like
that. And it sounds like people are
really looking forward to the Easter sunrise service on the beach next Sunday. Exciting stuff.
After
church we joined a group of Seasiders at Salsa’s for some lunch. And after lunch we headed over to the movie theater
to watch the new show “I Can Only Imagine.”
It’s like a biography of the guy who wrote the title song, which was his
band’s (Mercy Me) breakout hit. I had never heard the story behind the lyrics,
so it was pretty fascinating historically.
It was also fun to recognize some of the characters and even some
places. Especially “Camp Glorieta.” Their portrayal of the place looked nothing
like the Glorieta camp we went to for so many years. And the scene where there are massive fireworks
going off at the camp would never have happened, since Camp Glorieta is in the
midst of a National Forest. But other
than the inaccuracies that are always fun to pick apart, the movies was done
well. It was definitely geared at people
who are already Christians. Our folks
seemed to really like it, and a few of the ladies left in tears. Give it a look if you get a chance.
So
… leading a high-energy Palm Sunday service followed by a Mexican food lunch
followed by an afternoon in a dark movie theater. Not exactly the recipe for this old boy to
stay awake. But I made it through. Even had enough left when we got home to
drive the truck over to Office Depot and pick up a couple of shelves for our
neighbors. So this staying awake on a
Sunday afternoon … it can be done. Next Sunday? Probably not.
Whole other set of factors involved …
Psalms
40:10 says, “I do not hide your
righteousness in my heart; I speak of your faithfulness and salvation. I do not conceal your love and your truth from
the great assembly.”
Father,
thank you for the story behind a remarkable song. And thank you for the young man’s courage to
share it. Amen.
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