Good Wednesday morning to you on this March 19, 2025. I do understand the hump day concept, but, for someone who worked in the marketplace for over 50 years, well, the middle of the week celebration really didn't do that much for me. I do like today's title quote because it does emphasize the celebration of life and how we can be of a positive impact as we interact with others. This, by the way, reflects God's plan for His own in that we would honor Him and love and care for others. Wednesday, for me and my house, has always been a time when we would gather at the local assembly meeting place. (Called out local assembly: The Greek word "ekklesia" (ἐκκλησία), often translated as "church" in English, originally referred to an assembly or gathering of citizens in ancient Greek-city-states, particularly in Athens. Sourced from the Artificial Intelligence AI filter on Google.) These Church meetings on Wednesday are often referred to as mid-week services. Many Churches have forgone these meetings but here's my simple minded way of looking at it: Do we as the people of God need more or less teaching from His Word? At one time the local Church was the center of people's lives. Today it is most often looked at as an option among the many others vying for our time. I believe in the local Church. I believe in it more than I do in sharing organizations, conventions, or associations. That's right. If we are to be called a New Testament Church then we should follow the pattern that defines a local Church as given in the Scriptures, especially in those inspired texts from the Apostle Paul. I watched a TV program early this morning talking about 'the Church' today and guessing at what tables our Lord Jesus would be turning over were He to show up and evaluate our idea of what Church should be. That's a sobering thought my friend. I will let us all think about it. Including me. That's right. Never forget, it's me, it's me, it's me oh Lord, standing in the need of prayer.
Bear with me folks. I climbed the stairs fifteen minutes ago with no idea what today's episode would be about. That first paragraph came from a thought. Maybe it was that TV program. With my thinking machine, now working at a level less than it did in the past, who knows? I had a followup appointment with the pulmonologist yesterday afternoon. I told him I used to be able to have an allergy issue, take some over the counter stuff and it would be gone in a hurry. Now, that is no longer the case. It hangs on, and on, and on. He laughed. I hate it when the doctor laughs. He pretty much said my body no longer responds exactly like it used to. Duh. He played the age card. Again. As I head towards that road sign that says 80, I am hearing that more often these days. He did what all good doctors do. He wrote me some additional prescriptions. Yay! None of us look forward to the day when everything hurts and what doesn't hurt no longer works. Oh, I read the same memes you do. Inside every older person is a younger person wondering what in the world happened. I read one that said what messes with our heads is the picture we have of how it is supposed to be. Let me jump in here and make it clear that I'm just kidding around. I am extraordinarily grateful to God for the privilege of being the age I am. It's true. Getting old is not for sissies, but, I, for one, am amazed when I consider the mercy and grace of Almighty God who sent His one and only Son, the Lord Jesus, to save someone as unworthy as me. And, having accepted His provision given through His death, burial, and resurrection, I have forgiveness, eternal life, and 24x7 I have His Spirit living in me. Yep, I may be 78 years, 6 months plus the 9 that mom carried me, but, I have more to be thankful for today than I did yesterday. What say you? Have a good one now, you hear? May God add His blessings. Amen.
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