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Having Fun in the Sanctuary

March 12, 2012 By Sandra Heska King

Here I am to worship.

Here I am to bow down.

Here I am to re-member.

The praise team begins to sing.

And mini beach balls and bean bags and frisbees sail through the air.

In the sanctuary.

 

And people sing and laugh.

And. Have. Fun.

In the sanctuary.

“Because,” he says, “Christians don’t always seem like they’re having fun.”

He reads from Psalm 33:3. “Sing to him a new song;  play skillfully, and shout for joy.”

And he has us shout for joy.

Then he juggles some beanbags.

He says he does it when his thoughts get stuck.

And it’s relaxing. And, well, because it’s fun.

He talks about a wedding and some water and some wine, and I wonder if Jesus stood back and smiled at His little joke. The “joke” that only He and the servants shared. And His mother. I wonder if He winked at her.

Jesus was serious, he says, but He also had a playful spirit.

Grace is coloring a picture of some Easter eggs, an insert that was in the bulletin. But then so are many of the adults, using the crayons that have been passed down the pews as we celebrate color, and light shines through stained glass.

And my husband, he smells a little like peanut butter. Because he chose a Reese’s cup from the basket of treats that made its away around the congregation. (Yes, that’s a Twinkie.)

He’s been preaching a series on Rest, Refresh, and Renew.

“Come to me all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest,” Jesus said.

Give it up. Quit trying to be so strong. Learn to live light and free.

Have some fun.

Because God likes fun.

And fun is good for our health.

We are quiet now as we take time to remember those in need of prayer.

We sing a new song that the worship leader has written.

And I am re-membered.

 

Pausing to give thanks for . . .

This wild and crazy-colorful world.

Chalk drawings on the concrete.

Red-winged blackbirds and the first robins.

That strep throat has been banished.

A prayer request written by a nine-year-old hand and slipped into the offering basket.

Warm chocolate chip cookies.

Two contact lenses.

Ann Voskamp for seeding my heart with the flower of re-membering.

A God who delights over me with joy.

 

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  1. Kelly says

    March 13, 2012 at 3:26 am

    Yes, this wild-crazy- colorful world! He is a good God. and so delightful! church should be fun! we are the Easter people!

  2. Megan Willome says

    March 13, 2012 at 4:29 pm

    Sounds like just the message you need right now.

  3. Amy @ themessymiddle says

    March 13, 2012 at 8:19 pm

    I love this concept of “remembering” — I’ve heard Michael Card speak on it. On how fractured we are and the need to reintegrate.

  4. Amy @ themessymiddle says

    March 13, 2012 at 8:21 pm

    P.S. I’m no poet, but would love for those of you who ARE to pop over the The Messy Middle and write a Pi-Ku in honor of Pi-day. Mine are banal 🙂 … and would love to have those more gifted in poetry share! Thanks for humoring a math lover! Amy

  5. Lyla Lindquist says

    March 13, 2012 at 10:43 pm

    I heard there were Twinkies over here today… 🙂

    How can you not have fun in the sanctuary when they pass Reeses and Twinkies?

    And it’s good to be reminded of this, that there are so many sides to our worship and our life in him. Thanks for this one, Sandy. (I’d keep the Twinkie in the wrapper though — they’re much better to dream about than actually eat.)

  6. Sharon O says

    March 14, 2012 at 1:02 am

    This is so wonderful I love it, would love to send it to my pastor as an idea for a Sunday morning.

  7. Patricia says

    March 14, 2012 at 9:18 am

    Oooooooooohhhhhh, I love how your pastor freely gave permission for laughter and fun!! My heart is lifted just reading this! How good it is to praise him in the sanctuary with joy and laughter!

  8. laura says

    March 14, 2012 at 12:19 pm

    Oh, yes, God loves when we share the God-joy. Beach balls in the sanctuary? Perfect.

  9. diana says

    March 15, 2012 at 3:57 pm

    Lovin’ these ideas, Sandy. And methinks it was exactly what YOU needed on Sunday. Maybe that’s exactly why it happened the way it did.

  10. Monica Sharman says

    March 16, 2012 at 11:44 am

    Mini beach balls?! Really? Beach balls?!?! I love it!!!

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