Fellowship Memphis

We learn that grown-ups are serious when talking and fellowshipping with the Father: Grown-ups close their eyes, in good-postured silence to talk to Him. And if they’re ever really grown, they especially remember etiquette in Fatherly fellowship when others are around. If a grown-up must cry out to Him, they ought to do it in silence. And if a grown-up must tell the Father vocally how incredible and enjoyable He is, a consistent clap, at the least, is permitted along with typed lyrics to a song.

So naturally, my first impression of others that might enjoy our Father’s company, Chinese brothers and sisters, I noted, “Oh what grown-ups! Most of them are twice my age… three times my age. They ought to know how to communicate…” Like children? I’m sipping my grown-upperly tea, when suddenly the unexpected almost makes me have a hot spill! Why are we holding hands, running in circles, and singing to the Father? Why are people crying?!?! Why are people laughing?! What’s so funny?! Where are the printed lyrics, and those who sing badly… why are they singing so LOUDLY? Stop singing like that! It’s… improper? I haven’t seen this since… praise and worship with the children’s ministry in America. And as one lady starts saying the name “Father,” and as she attempts to continue dialogue with Him…. Why can she not get past His name without weeping with joy?

Matthew 18:1-4 speaks: “The disciples came to Jesus and asked, ‘Who is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven?’ And he called a little child and had him stand among them. And he said: ‘I tell you the truth, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore, whoever humbles himself like this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven.” And what a word. What a truth for us. We are but children…