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Topic: Fellowship (among believers) (10/11/07)
TITLE: Fellowship: Music of the Saved
By Jennifer Wetter
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Narrator (continues): Our eyes are drawn toward a brown haired woman, clasping a bible towards her chest, dressed in Sundayís best, expressions of loneliness and play upon her face. If weíre silent we can hear the words this young woman utters.
Young Woman (singing):
Every Sunday always seems to be so ordinary
So very much the same
Every Sunday I walk to church
I read the Bible and profess your name
I offer a smile, a simple handshake
My heartís so empty, my hands are raised
My thoughts have wandered
From the purpose of your praise
I remember such inspiration and newfound sensations
Such as the joy of a growing Christian, when everything is still so new
Iím lost and lonely where I stand
I just wish once again I could draw closer to you
Narrator: The young woman wanders through the open church door. She pretends to smile and mingle with attempt to engage her Sunday church chats, asking about the weather, how her parents are maintaining and even how sheís doing in school. If weíre silent perhaps we can hear the words this young woman utters.
Young Woman (singing):
Iíve wandered through the deserts
And the rugged wilderness
I wandered through the fires of hell
Why canít I find more in life than this
Every Sunday is just the same
Wandering through the open church door
Searching, praising, begging on my knees
God, please show me so much more
In my heart I seek your presence
I long to see you face
To hear youíre voice
My heartaches to feel the touch of your grace
Narrator: The pews begin to fill with the casual Sunday crowd, the coats are hung and the bulletins gathered in every worshipperís hand. The preacher attentions the church for silence, noting the service has just begun. The announcements are made, the liturgy whispered, confessions are made, heads are bowed and quiet prayers for the congregation are said. Communion is offered in the essence of bread and wine offered as the body and blood of Christ. The worshippers arise, some walk forward and some lag behind. Hands are open and some hearts as well. The preacher blesses those to young to understand. The young woman remains seated in the back row pew. Her gaze scatters upon the worshipping Sunday crowd. She shakes her head pondering how ever Sunday is always just the same.
I gaze around this truly empty building
So many hearts seem just the same
The profess to call you Lord
But in their transgression they remain
Worried more about the thoughts of others
Than their public profession theyíve made of you
Living their lives in such professed desperation
Uncaring and unconcerned their entire lives through
Would I find the courage to change
Or would I always live in such the same way
Could I confess you as Lord
And would you confess me on Judgment day
Narrator: The young woman anticipates the Sunday service is nearing its usual ending time. Worshippers slowly begin to rise and seeking a reprise under the large exit sign. The preacherís voice bellows:
Stop, slow and sit back down.
Today Iím not quite through.
I am requesting just a few more moments.
I need just a few more moments from all of you.
Today I am begging
I simply plead
For those who do not know Christ
To recognize itís Him you so badly need
He was crucified
Upon Calvaryís rugged cross
He came to Earth
To seek and save the lost
So please come forward
Come one, come all
Do not be afraid
To answer your Redeemerís call
Narrator: The young woman gazed in the preacherís direction. Her ears were open and her heart as well. She drops her Bible and she hastened toward the pastorís altar call.
Today is the day
Iíve finally heard the Saviorís voice
I long for his forgiveness, his love and his grace
Today I choose to make my eternal choice
In love he lived and by grace he died
In Christ I find the perfect sacrifice
And in the reigns of worship
I truly find eternal life
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