Church

Church

© 2018 by P Michael Biggs

I attended a different church today;

different from my regular place.

Different people, different songs mostly,

different format. A lot of differences.

They had us standing and sitting,

and standing and sitting again.

Three or four times in all.

For me, standing does not enhance

why I go to church.

I’m there to see what God moment

I might experience.

I don’t think God cares

if I stand or sit.

I was greeted by a few;

Dale and Barry, I remember mostly.

The songs I knew, I sang.

Otherwise I just hung out

in this new church,

waiting, listening,

hoping for my God moment.

A few phrases, bits and pieces mostly,

jumped out at me.

“Prone to wander”

“The Lord’s Prayer”

“Breathe on me Breath of God”

The last one, ‘Breathe on me’

was, perhaps a God moment.

It is/was a prayer of mine and

Has been for a few years now.

The breath of God.

Hmm – what is that all about, really?

Perhaps an essence of God.

Breath means life, alive, breathing.

Breathe on me … that’s intimate,

that’s close proximity.

I think I just hit onto something.

The prayer of being close to God,

intimate enough to really sense Him,

know him, feel Him.

Perhaps that is why I go to church.

Any more, I don’t need six songs,

and all the other attachments

thrown into today’s church experience.

I just want to have my God moment.

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