I got to go to my church in Glasgow this morning for the first time in a few months. It was such a privillege to be back… I really do love this place. It was great to worship with friends (family), and to get to chat to folks I haven’t seen in ages. I got a suprise when I discovered that John is moving to NI… not a shock, because it totally fits them down to the ground. Will be sad to see them go, but I’m excited for them.
Jen said something at the start of praise this morning that really hit me:
“Take me to the cross, and I’ll find my way from there…”
I love that image. The cross is central. The cross is the key to everything. It’s where I find my identity. When I’m weak, take me to the cross. When I’m excited, take me to the cross. When I am apathetic, take me to the cross. When I’m full of joy, take me to the cross.
It’s home. It’ll always lead me home.