Groovy day, based on how I groove.
There is innate chaos, from a human point of view, when disciples gather in the way early followers of Jesus did.
In our case today, the "everyone has a hymn" part was, excuse the pun, dissonant. Some of our number came with Christmas carols. I was determined not to enable participation in the unbiblical tradition of Advent--though, as the Spirit led, in the end, I did suggest the singing of ANGELS WE HAVE HEARD ON HIGH, which became, before we sang it, HARK THE HERALD ANGELS SING.
As we have often lately, we tossed out our normal pattern and spontaneously interspersed singing and the reading of the Word. As the Spirit led, we spent only a brief moment in prayer. (For us, prayer often lasts about half an hour.)
In the end, Word time began focusing on 1 John 2, jumped to chapter 1, settled on the Parable of the Prodigal Son and became an energetic conversation about whether to and how to deal with a young former attender of the Sunday morning show who's now pushing drugs in town.
We gather, as Hebrews says, to spur each other on to love and good works.
And that's what we did.
Groovy, indeed!
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