Wow, that’s great about your son Janice!
Thanks for sharing your story too, I think it’s worth quoting (my bold)…
Janice Money - 05 April 2008 10:07 PM
For several years, due to certain statements of a certain primate regarding the resurrection of Christ, my husband and I attended the local Chinese Christian church (tri-lingual services - English, Mandarin and Cantonese). Their services start at 10.30am, finish around noon and are followed three Sundays a month by a light lunch..
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The fellowship we had there was richer by far than any I’ve ever had at any Anglican church and I believe that is wholly to do with the fact that we sat down and ate lunch together every week. We got to know each other. The relationships were not “shell-to-shell” but person to person. Also there was the great benefit of being able to sleep in on Sunday.
I think that’s excellent. These discussions can be so strange sometimes, essentially boiling down to “What can we do to get group x into the church, without actually changing anything or giving up any additional time?”
Well, nothing. Keep doing what you’re doing and you’ll keep getting what you’re getting.
I think the talk about men falls into this at times. Men are pragmatic, if there’s no pay off for being at church, then why be there? The question is not “How can we better spend the 5 mins of idle after-church chit chat?” but why is there 5 (or 10, or 20) minutes of after-church small talk anyway? How could we possibly think that this is some means to fulfilling relationships? All the talk about “connecting” and “relationships” is utterly meaningless if that’s all it boils down to.
The odd outside-church event with a small proportion of church attendees is good and all, but it doesn’t really get to the main issue of what happens on a Sunday.
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Speaking of which, as a side issue, I’ve had plenty of experience being a sole, male ‘new person’ at local Anglican churches here in the Shire, and all I can say is heaven help you if you’re a non-Christian who walks in off the street. It’s hard enough as a mature, sociable Christian to get anywhere at all, I have no idea whatsoever how a non-Christian would cope.
The church I went to tonight is generally pretty good, but nights like tonight when there’s bible college students there on mission, and I can walk in, sit up the front obviously on my own, enjoy the service, then sit around… wait.. and leave without anyone saying ‘boo’ really makes me wonder.
Tonight it went like this: the service ends… I look around, everyone’s in little huddles, I fiddle with my watch a bit.. wait.. wait.. try and spot anyone I’ve met before.. get up and start slowly meandering towards the door.. scanning for anyone I know.. still meandering, pause & step aside for old lady coming the other way… keep wandering, reach the door, one last scan, no one to talk to, no one talking to me, may as well head on home…
I’ve had that experience enough to know it’s not unusual, but if I was an interested non-Christian who had spent the week summoning the courage to attend, and that was the result, it would be massively deflating, I would think God was some big joke after all, and would probably laugh it off & never show up again.