Tickle me Pastor

As Christians every Sunday we gather together at Church. Not to worship and praise the living God of the universe, but to have our ears tickled and our bellies rubbed. We just want to be entertained by the speaker to keep us from thinking about what to have for lunch after service. We want to be “in with the popular crowd.” We want the right music, the right day care for our children with friends they can play with. We want the right ministries and resources available to us. The perfect room temperature and acoustics. Sufficient parking, maybe even coffee and donuts.

We are no different than the Israelites. After witnessing God’s power during their Exodus from Egypt, God dwelt among them in the wilderness. But as we see in Exodus 20: mt sanai

“18When the people saw the thunder and lightning and heard the trumpet and saw the mountain in smoke, they trembled with fear. They stayed at a distance 19and said to Moses, “Speak to us yourself and we will listen. But do not have God speak to us or we will die.”

We have access to the presence of God, but we would rather have Moses. Anything but God.

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