This morning during my sermon, I told a story about a church I visited in Zimbabwe that was being built in the middle of a garbage dump - more like a garbage city. Every time they placed a single brick in its place, the people would rejoice. But what I learned further is that it wasnt about the brick that they worshipped and praised God. But in order to get the brick, theyd have to sell a goat to sell the meat or the milk, to pay for the skill men to pour the mortar in the form, to set in the sun to dry, to be lifted into its exact place. No wonder the African church knew how to worship. They knew where the brick came from. You see, we are going to get into this club to make it into our church, and when it comes well know how to worship!
Posted on: Mon, 18 Aug 2014 01:00:36 +0000
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