The Weight On Our Shoulders

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My shoulder began aching, and also my back, because I was standing so long holding the computer bag as I walked around. I shifted the bag to the other shoulder, which temporarily relieved some of the weight and pain now moving into my back. The parade ended and I ended up walking out among the people on the closed street. Looking into their eyes, wondering who they were, their story, what their thoughts of God and Jesus were. It was Sunday late morning, so as most churches were all still wrapping up sermons and closing songs with a relatively few people sitting in most of the church buildings here in town - yet all around me were thousands of people at the Gay Parade.

It must have looked odd, as I walked down the center of the closed street hunched over a little because of the weight of the bag I was carrying. I kept praying as I walked over to the park where everyone was gathering. I was praying for people, praying for our church to know what to do.... I felt overwhelmed in thinking about eternity, Jesus, the giant gap between church and culture.

[via Vintage Faith]