I realize that I frequently post about something that I find surprising, amazing or confounding. I don’t know if it is because I lead an interesting life or am easily impressed. It is probably a combination of both.
Well, here is another one…
I went to the mid-week church service last night. I decided to sit in a different section. I figured I better branch out before I get stuck in a rut.
Changing seats in church is a little like moving to a new neighborhood. I met several new people and actually got to talk to a few people that I had previous just greeted.
Last week, while sitting in my usual seat, I met a man who drives an hour and fifteen minutes from St. Joseph, MO to come to our church (that sounds funny to say) because the youth group is large enough for his adolescent son to get involved with.
I was impressed with that until this week.
We have people who drive from Topeka, the capitol city of Kansas (1:15), Emporia, KS (1:45) and Junction City, KS (2:15)!!!
I have heard stories like this in Africa or the Amazon or somewhere in Asia where people walk for hours to attend the ONLY Christian church in their area! But, not in the United States!
“Why do people drive so far? Aren’t there Pentecostal churches between here and there?”
The general answer always goes back to the pastor. Like the St. Joseph man said, “You just don’t find men like brother (everyone is brother this or sister that) Gleason very often.”
