Pastoral Musings
Sunday Morning Confession
by Tim Lien
An early Sunday morning confession: Father, I want to appeal to as many people as possible. I want to seem relevant, hip, cool, sophisticated, and modern. Father, forgive me. An early Sunday morning fear: Those who are young, will be bored from the worship service, and will dismiss me quickly as they escape from all manners of traditions. Father, forgive me.
Words from G.K. Chesterton:
Tradition refuses to submit to the small and arrogant oligarchy of those who merely happen to be walking about. All democrats object to men being disqualified by the accident of birth; tradition objects to their being disqualified by the accident of death. Democracy tells us not to neglect a good man’s opinion, even if he is our groom; tradition asks us not to neglect a good man’s opinion, even if he is our father.
Words from Hebrews:
Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever.
Father, assure me, again, that the fire that fueled the martyrs’ faith, is the same fire found within your Gospel.
Posted by Tim Lien at September 3, 2006 06:27 AM
Tim, I am now leaving the house to walk my dogs and to pray on the riverbank in the beauty of this Sunday morning. You will be much in my prayers as will our worship of the living God. My most needed prayer will be a prayer for the attitude of my heart as I come before the Lord in worship, in hearing the Word and the Gospel preached, and in Communion with Him together with God’s people; truly the tradition given of God through the centuries to nourish us. May it do so and may it especially nourish me this day. God bless you this morning.
“I feel exposed. I don’t like being weak and I know that i am. I yearn to rely on a stronger will. I fear what I’m capable of in its absence.” -E.B. Farnum