Today, we woke up to snow…okay, not a lot of it, but it doesn’t take a lot of snow here in Knoxville to wreak havoc on the roads and in the nerves of most drivers! It was one of those days that anyone could have easily said, “I’m staying home today. The roads are unsafe.” No doubt for many drivers it would have been unwise and unsafe.
When we approached a steep hill on the way to church, a car was stuck in the middle of that hill and we had to change our route. It was not a risk that anyone had to pay. As a matter of fact, the pastor of the church had encouraged people to exercise judgment and safety.
There was, however, a question going through my mind and in my heart today: What does it mean to us to make it to the house of God and hear from the Lord? or What risk or cost would we pay to make it to church faithfully?
Well, the Lord led us safely to His house, and I was thrilled I went because…
- I heard from the Lord. God spoke to my heart through His Word.
- I enjoyed the warmth of fellowship with God’s people. Our family needed that.
- The Lord was pleased. The fact is, the Lord knew I was in His house and not in my house.
- I pray this is not selfish to say, and may the Lord prove my motive, but it was gratifying in that I knew I did the right thing. As a Christian I knew I had obeyed the Lord and was where I should have been.
Vance Havner used to say, “The distance is worth the difference.” Several Christmases ago, my wife and I attended the wedding of my brother-in-law in Denver, Colorado. For fun we were taken to a Christmas camp not far from the Continental Divide. We eyed a mountain we wanted to climb and started the trek. After lots of shortness of breath in the mountain air and enduring the cold of the knee-deep snow, we made it to the top. The view was spectacular. THE DISTANCE WAS WORTH THE DIFFERENCE! What a view!
It was not easy, but we got to church twice today. I am glad that I went; the Lord spoke to my heart, and the distance was worth the difference. I trust my children observed my obedience to Christ and understood anew what Jesus Christ and His church means to me.
If the truth be told, we are supposed to go to the Apple Barn and a Titanic exhibit in Pigeon Forge tomorrow. Chances are, the snow would not keep me from going there; why should it have altered my appointment with the King? Just some food for thought!