Some things aren’t very popular these days.
Some things have lost their color, their thrill, their demand.
But as I sit in an old sanctuary and pray for our church service tomorrow morning, I sense a new appetite for the ancient, the outdated, the bland.
What do we need?
Maybe bowing by an altar.
Maybe asking a friend to pray.
Maybe stating a simple, authentic prayer.
Maybe telling an honest story.
Dear Jesus, guide us to that place. Help us stay a while. In this season of hurry and worry, escape and avoid, new trends and new noises, guide us to that place and help us stay a while.
