Cogitation II: This Is My Worship

I had the privilege of attending a very small church on Sunday. The church meets in a lovely space in a five star hotel in the metropolis. It’s as cute as church can be. The congregation numbered about a hundred. It was a new church. The pastor of the church was known to my wife and I. I had had this persistent recall of the ministry the week before our attendance. Decoded, I understood that to mean a supply of intelligence to visit the church. On a human level, it was our little way of giving some encouragement to the pastor. It’s never easy starting a ministry.