My favorite place in church is the altar area.<\/p>\n
When I was pastoring, sometime in the middle of a weekday, I would slip in and kneel there and spend time with the Lord.<\/p>\n
The question arises as to \u201cWhy? What makes that place special?\u201d After all, even though we call it the \u201caltar,\u201d it isn\u2019t, not in the Old Testament sense or even the New Testament sense. Calvary is the ultimate altar for believers. The only answer I can find is: \u201cI don\u2019t know. I just know I need it and love it.\u201d<\/p>\n
What I do not understand is believers who never come to the altar and pray. It seems that only the most spiritually sensitive do, and I sure want to be among that number.<\/em><\/p>\n I love, love, love those times in church when for reasons unknown the congregational singing comes together<\/strong>\u00a0like never before and everyone is singing at the top of their voices, the hymns are circulating around the room, bouncing off the ceiling and coming back to fill us, and our souls are lifted. It feels like we have touched the hem of the garment of our Lord, and makes us long for Heaven all that much more.<\/p>\n What I do not like is when the worship leader tries to manufacture this on his own. I\u2019ve seen them do that, and the result is fake, hyped, unworthy. <\/p>\n I love spontaneous eruptions of joy in a church service.<\/strong><\/p>\n In the pastor’s children\u2019s sermon a kid says something so perfect, so profound or so dadgum clever, that the place explodes with laughter that goes on for five minutes.\u00a0 The service is transformed now.\u00a0 If the pastor could, he would buy one of those for every service.\u00a0 Alas, they can’t be planned.<\/p>\n Sometimes it\u2019s a slip of the tongue by the pastor in the middle of a sermon, something that everyone enjoyed whether it meant anything spiritual or not. In fact, it may have embarrassed him a little. But he laughed along with everyone else. The enjoyment of that moment bonded the people and added something to the remainder of the service which had not been there before.<\/p>\n But this cannot be planned, staged, or faked.\u00a0 When pastoring, I would frequently pray, \u201cLord, please do something in the service for which we have not planned.\u201d\u00a0 That could take any form He pleased\u2013and usually did\u2013from the sudden visit of a motorcycle team to some interruption in the order to a comment from a child.<\/em><\/p>\n I love a solo or instrumental number that surprises everyone<\/strong>\u2013often including the performers\u2013by its sheer force, its impact, its power.<\/p>\n While no one can plan how a song will go over, those presenting it can do their best to prepare to the utmost and pray intensely. God seems to prefer to bless those who take Him seriously.<\/em><\/p>\n I love to preach a sermon that connects<\/strong>\u00a0in a way that few do.\u00a0 When this happens, the pastor is lifted up and carried along by the wind of the Spirit, and he finds himself with an eloquence new to him. I\u2019ve sometimes caught myself in the middle of a sermon and known that \u201cGod is here.\u201d\u00a0 It\u2019s a frightening, wonderful thought. I \u201ctear up\u201d at the memory and my heart yearns for Him to do this again and again.<\/p>\n If we could guarantee that this would occur every week, you can bet we preachers would.\u00a0 But it doesn\u2019t. Even the godliest of pastors sometimes will deliver a dud. At other times he will hit one out of the park when he had felt unprepared. When that happens, he is more surprised than anyone. I love churches that encourage their people to come to the front and pray and then do not rush them, but wait for as long as it takes.<\/strong><\/p>\n I told a pastor how impressed I was by this in his church. In the middle of the worship portion (that is, maybe 15 minutes prior to the sermon), the worship leader invited the people to come to the altar area and pray, and they came. In fact, families came and knelt together, friends came with friends, and as some went back to their seats, others got up and came and knelt.\u00a0 Most of the churches I\u2019ve been associated with over the years might have allotted a brief time for this, but the leader would have grown antsy after 3 or 4 minutes. This church allowed people to come and go as they pleased and stay as long as they liked. And it was a traditional Southern Baptist Church too, if you can believe that! (smiley-face goes here)<\/p>\n My observation is that the people in our churches want to pray. But unless the leader(s) encourage it and clear off space physically and make time in the order of worship, most will not do it.<\/p>\n I love the sound of fellowship after the service has ended and no one has left the building.\u00a0\u00a0<\/strong>Most of our readers know that when I visit churches, I sketch people before and after the services, trying in my own way to connect with them and make as many as possible feel special.\u00a0 When the service ends, I\u2019ll sit on the front pew and draw a long line of individuals, for as long as anyone comes.\u00a0 This is often a full half-hour. During this time, church members mill around, talking, watching, laughing, visiting.\u00a0 Sometimes I will whisper to one of the ministers, \u201cListen to that. It\u2019s the sound of fellowship.\u201d That is the music of heaven, I\u2019m convinced.<\/p>\n What I dislike strongly is when the custodian or some guardian of the church finances goes over and flicks the light switch several times to suggest everyone go home. Such people are fellowship-killers and ought to be dealt with privately (in which they are instructed sternly not to ever do that again), and if they persist, they should be replaced.<\/em><\/p>\n I do love church. I love the Lord of the church, Jesus. I love the songs of church, the people of church, the preaching and praying and loving.\u00a0 And furthermore, I have done so since childhood.<\/strong><\/p>\n This is one thing that makes me know I\u2019m going to enjoy Heaven.<\/p>\n You, too?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" My favorite place in church is the altar area. When I was pastoring, sometime in the middle of a weekday, I would slip in and kneel there and spend time with the Lord. 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