There's something about your own church...

I know this may sound cliche, but there's no place like home. In this case, that applies to church. There is just something about being back in your own congregation that is just wonderfully refreshing. There is something about hearing your own pastor's voice coming from the pulpit, and knowing who the people are that need prayer that draws this sense of community inside.

Apparently, Pastor Andrew (commonly referred to as P.A. by me, or PA) has been getting right into the sermons lately. Inserting funny little quirks and humourous hiccups into the prompt. He really illustrated today's message well. It was about God's love and sin. His depiction of wrestling with sin was quite funny, and likely something I will never forget. He paralleled sin to a mouse being killed in a trap. Strange, yes, but bear with me. You know how there are different kinds of mouse traps. There are the ones that kill the mouse instantly, and the ones that the mouse wrestles around in for a while until it finally dies. Sin is the same way. There are some sins which are easily killed. Some that can be nipped in the butt on the first try, but there are also those that we struggle with daily. And those sins are the ones that are wrestling with the mousetrap. The mousetrap, of course, being Jesus.

He also talked about Jesus's love for us. How it is everlasting, and can cover a multitude of sins. For some reason, though we all know this, these words just stuck this morning. Although we wrestle with these sins that enter our lives, and sometimes not all of them are easy to just quit, God promised redemption. God promised a mousetrap of sorts, placed in the houses of our lives to get rid of the infestation of evil in our lives. I don't know about you, but I think that's pretty darn amazing.

Good sermon, PA!

"Therefore, my brothers, I want you to know that through Jesus the forgiveness of sins is proclaimed to you." (Acts 13:38)