Day 177: Church & Peshwari Naans

Having not stepped foot in the building for over a week, church this morning felt so good.

love peshwari naans at the moment. Like, seriously. In fact, for some reason I seem to have been waking up with a craving for it every morning for the last few weeks and even as I type I’m beginning to salivate at the thought of such a glorious food invention. They…are…good! It’s funny though, as much as I love the taste, if I have too much I can get a bit sick of it…or full. You know when you eat too much of your favourite food and it begins to lose its attraction a little? Then a few days pass and the opportunity to devour some more peshwari naans arises. The cravings work their way to the surface. That first bite reminds me why I love them so much – how could I live without it?! And the cycle continues…

Being on staff at church is an incredible privilege – but it’s also a strange phenomenon…at least it is to me. On the one hand, I have a job that combines my love for Jesus with my passion for music and pays me for it. It really doesn’t get better than that for me! However, on the other hand my faith, my hobbies and my passions all merge into one barely separable existence. It’s a mixed blessing. Forgive my honesty if this isn’t what you expect to hear, but sometimes it’s difficult to pull apart my faith from my job and my job from my passion for music (and so on). There have been and probably will be times where, if I’m struggling in my role at church, my faith also feels the strain. It’s not right but it’s real. For me, one of the biggest challenges of full-time ministry is highlighting the difference between these areas and knowing that whatever my situation, my personal relationship with God is completely separate and incomprehensibly higher than everything I do during the week. Sometimes though, it can be a bit like my love for peshwari naans. I love our church; all it stands for, all it believes and all it does. But when the majority of my waking moments are spent indulging myself in something I’m so passionate about, I start to take it for granted. I start to become full and unappreciative.

That’s why this week off has been so fantastic for me. To repeat my first sentence:

Having not stepped foot in the building for over a week, church this morning felt so good.

From the moment I arrived at the car park, I was so proud to be a part of church again. From our fantastic car parkers to a haughty hand shake with one of our ‘welcome team’ and from the heartfelt worship time to the message, it was just such a privilege to feel like I was at home – like I belonged. Prolonged exposure to anything can leave you jaded, but there’s nothing like that moment when you return and realise why you are so passionate about what you do. As Bill Hybels says:

The local church is the hope of the world.

I believe it.

I’m sure I’ll feel jaded again at some point, but I’m ok with that. I know that nothing can separate me from the love of God and although I might need some time to recuperate, there is nothing that can keep me from the mission of the church. We’ve got an exciting few months ahead, I can’t wait to get stuck in!

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