A Normal Day At My Church

I woke up this morning grey clouds covered the sky; no rain clouds there, no sunshine neither. Just the beginning of a cloudy day. It wasn’t cold nor hot, but just comfortable. Being Sunday, it was quiet too. I had already written my sermon the night before and a short prayer to accompany it. We had our service in the fresh air in the middle of the street. The town Marshals guarding either end so no one could get away. They were allowed to let people in, but to prevent others escaping. A captive audience you could say. It wasn’t a big crowd, but just big enough. As we sang I See The Light, someone threw some pretend sticks of dynamite at my feet. Now had they been real I would have seen the light and been floating around where the angels sing. As it was only pretend, I reached down, picked it up, and handed it back to the joker that threw it in. The service went off quite peaceful after that. Happily, I can say the service went quite well and everyone enjoyed the message of friendship that it conveyed. Although I am only a pretend Preacher and not a real one. My sermons always try to relay a message in how we can better our lives. If only one good thing comes out from what I say, t hen I honestly believe that I’ve had a good day. The positive reaction is when they go away, telling their friend they went to a good service today. I will always get the joker who will make people laugh while they are trying to sing a hymn. It doesn’t deter me to get my message through. The message is very simple, we need to love everyone no matter what they have done and always keep a smile on our face to brighten up each day. If we keep that message in mind then less troubles we will have and always outstretch our hand of friendship everywhere. 4 May 2008