Church gym?

I woke up from a horrible nightmare this morning after falling asleep on the sofa (and then hauling my ass up to bed half asleep last night.)  Waking up like that wasnt nice, and it didn’t put me in the best frame of mind for church.

Talking into the night

I’d had an amazing catch up talk with Noah on Friday night after his youth groups we’re hosting him for a year and he’s on the CREATE team at church.  


There’s nothing I love more than late night chats, sharing wisdom and ideas and GOD with each other BUT he’s 18 and I’m 40, the age divide is real as we stayed up until 1am sharing our updates of all God has been doing.


This mum was exhausted all of yesterday.  Gone are the days I can stay up late with no ill effects.  Hence falling asleep at 7.30pm on our ever-so-comfy corner sofa and missing Saturday Night Takeaway (and of course Noah is fine because he’s 18 and full of life.)

Sunday morning, again?


Uh oh, it’s Sunday morning again and that means no lie in because it’s church. Myth 1 busted, people who go to church every week don’t always feel like it, some of us would much rather stay in bed!


Anyway, I feel like crap because literally one late night exhausts me, and now I’ve slept too long.  We look outside  – Oh ‘its snowed’ do you think it will be cancelled (fingers crossed) nope Church is a warrior and carries on. Damn it!


This is me, every week. Snow or no snow. Good night sleep or not.

Seriously though, thanks to Vicki and the worship team for putting on Facebook that they were there practising at 8am.  You rock!


Why don’t I want to go?


How come a Christian woman of faith who has attended church all her life NOT want to go to church and puts up brick walls about it each and every week? How when I get there do I put the awesome worship on Insta Stories and look like I’m totally in the groove?


Because I am! It’s the GETTING THERE that’s the prob!

Every week I am flummoxed and confused, because I love the church, I love God, I love the people, the worship, the teaching and the fellowship. So you can see why I’m so confused when come Sunday morning it’s the last place I want to go.

I’ve beaten myself up about it because I don’t understand why?!

Exercising our faith

It’s much like when we don’t want to do anything that is good for us I guess, like go to the gym! I never (ever) WANT to go to the gym. And yet when I’m there and especially once I’ve finished I am PUMPED! Full of energy, raring to go.

Hands up who is a lazy christian who doesn’t want to go to to church gym?

Church gym anyone?

I realised something today. Church is there to serve us AND we go there to bring something too. The deeper I get into relationship with God the more I realise it’s a partnership and it’s much the same with church.

Getting my faith exercise is something I need to practice every week.

If I go to church only to be served I end up with a skewed expectation that is a only one way street.  It wouldn’t work in my PT session if Kirsty just served me and I didn’t do any of the work myself, nobody gets buns of steel like that.

What is church for?


Don’t get me wrong, by going to church I get served in so many ways.  From the welcoming team, to the AV team, to the worship team, to the teachers, the people who put out the chairs (and put them away again), blessing, teaching, and music that exercises my faith and makes me stronger.

AND I need to BRING something too:

– expectation that I will get what I NEED on this day (this might not be what I want)

– gratitude that people battled through snow to make church happen today

– thankfulness for everything God has done in my week TOGETHER we get to celebrate.

I could bring my world-weariness to church or I can lay it at the foot of the cross and stretch my body, exercise my faith and celebrate another week of life in partnership in Christ with my church family.


John 15 The Message (MSG)

The Vine and the Branches

15 1-3 “I am the Real Vine and my Father is the Farmer. He cuts off every branch of me that doesn’t bear grapes. And every branch that is grape-bearing he prunes back so it will bear even more. You are already pruned back by the message I have spoken.

“Live in me. Make your home in me just as I do in you. In the same way that a branch can’t bear grapes by itself but only by being joined to the vine, you can’t bear fruit unless you are joined with me.

5-8 “I am the Vine, you are the branches. When you’re joined with me and I with you, the relation intimate and organic, the harvest is sure to be abundant. Separated, you can’t produce a thing. Anyone who separates from me is deadwood, gathered up and thrown on the bonfire. But if you make yourselves at home with me and my words are at home in you, you can be sure that whatever you ask will be listened to and acted upon. This is how my Father shows who he is—when you produce grapes, when you mature as my disciples.

9-10 “I’ve loved you the way my Father has loved me. Make yourselves at home in my love. If you keep my commands, you’ll remain intimately at home in my love. That’s what I’ve done—kept my Father’s commands and made myself at home in his love.

11-15 “I’ve told you these things for a purpose: that my joy might be your joy, and your joy wholly mature. This is my command: Love one another the way I loved you. This is the very best way to love. Put your life on the line for your friends. You are my friends when you do the things I command you. I’m no longer calling you servants because servants don’t understand what their master is thinking and planning. No, I’ve named you friends because I’ve let you in on everything I’ve heard from the Father.

16 “You didn’t choose me, remember; I chose you, and put you in the world to bear fruit, fruit that won’t spoil. As fruit bearers, whatever you ask the Father in relation to me, he gives you.

17 “But remember the root command: Love one another.

3 thoughts on “Church gym?”

  1. This is such a wonderful post. You are right, we often drag our heels even though we know how much we’ll get out of church, because that initial push to get there can feel so hard!

    I’ve actually only made church twice this year because I’ve been so poorly. And I miss it greatly. But I do know that in the past when it’s been a more regular thing, getting everybody out of the door on a Sunday morning is hard work. I think it’s doubly hard when you have kids 😉

    But the pay-off is so worth it, which is why there have been times when I have gone out despite knowing the post-exertional-malaise would be huge. Because sometimes what my spirit needs is far greater than what my body needs!

  2. I’m very late to this but I totally relate. I sometimes just want to lie in bed but since II changed my perspective a few years back that church is about what I put in and not just what I get out things have been much better, so we’re on the same page! Mich x

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