It’s very inspiring to celebrate with a large crowd. It makes a statement about the strength of the army. But, who will fight for your heart? Who will laugh at your not so funny stories? Who will cry with you when you are hurting? With whom will you celebrate your personal victories?
Is it possible to offer rich and penetrating words to someone you casually know in the lobby while you dash off to get your kids, or get to your favorite restaurant on time for lunch? And what about spiritual warfare? How comfortable are you turning to the person sitting next to you during the three-minute “fellowship time” and share your latest crisis while the offering plate passes?
It matters very little how many attend our weekend services, or how large the offering, or even how great the sermon, if people go home broken, hurting and lonely. If the Church does not find a way to create small groups that do life together, not just go to services together, a ten-minute visit with an altar-team they barely know is better than nothing, it just won’t cut it for the long haul.