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I come to church most Sundays, and when the merriment of it all starts I wander off to the designated mothers’ room at the back with my fantastic child who just wants to run to the stage and dance. I’m in the mother’s room when worship starts and I stay there until church has ended. I hear the songs being sung to Him as I watch my little guy play and dance. Then the preach starts and the noise level in the mom’s room rises. There is a large number of toddlers gracing that room at the moment, and their joyful squeals blot out any chance of hearing the sermon that’s already on full blast on the TV (ask the sound guys, they’re asked to crank it up every week). Needless to say, I hear a sentence here and there, but never fully get what the crux of the message was about. Other Sundays I am on worship, so I get to be actively involved. But then I trot off to the moms’ room and the above scenario takes place. I read a verse this morning, “A merry heart does good, like medicine, but a broken spirit dries the bones.” Proverbs 17:22. And then I continued to thank God for my life, my family, my work, my home and all the blessings that I sometimes fail to see. I spoke about my concerns and my delights. I asked that He’d drop some holy energy into my bones so that I’d be able to tackle this week, and He reminded me that His joy is my strength… And in that moment I saw the value of relationship. No amount of me attending church, being around Christians or hearing worship songs is going to help me get closer to God unless I actually do things with Him. I love this quote: “Going to church doesn’t make you a Christian any more than standing in a garage makes you a car.” If not for a personal relationship with my Father, I would be attending church just for head counts sake. The value of a one on one, real life relationship with Jesus Christ, during the week, in your own time, is so important. I thank God that He sent His Son to bring us closer to Him, so that I can talk to my Father, when I need to, when I want to, and because I’m in relationship with him, I can talk to him even when I don’t really want to, because He wants to know what I’m feeling. It’s real. It’s relationship. Disclaimer: I love the moms’ room. So before anyone reads what I’ve written in a different light and think that I meant that the moms’ room is where your relationship with God goes to die, it’s not. The moms’ room is amazing. We engage with each other, we encourage, we laugh, we advise, we love, we laugh – there’s a lot of church going on in that room. So even though it may seem like I’m saying that we’re left out, we’re not. We’re doing church, except we can sit on couches and drink tea …………… Couches and tea, bet the moms’ room isn’t looking so bad now. Baby anyone?

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