My daughter, Finley, LOVES Mickey Mouse.
In fact, her favorite TV show has to be the recent revamp of the Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. Gone are the pre-teen singer/dancers bouncing around a stage.
No, Mickey Mouse Clubhouse is now a fully animated show designed for pre-schoolers including the whole gang: Mickey and Minnie, Donald and Daisy Duck, Pluto, Goofy and a host of other characters. And Finley loves it!
Here's the interesting thing: Mickey Mouse Clubhouse is on every morning. Every morning.
At 7:00am.
Finley is able to see this show almost every morning, but the thing is that she doesn't remember it. I'll hear her from the living room, yelling as loud as she can, running down the hall to find me as she grins from ear to ear.
"DADDY DADDY DADDY! MICKEY MOUSE CLUBHOUSE ON! MICKEY!"
I understand her surprise. She's three, so she probably doesn't have a firm grasp of TV scheduling, is already busy enough trying to remember all her letters or on a desperate search for her favorite snack, peanut butter.
I understand it...and I envy it.
Congregational worship is kinda' like Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. (insert your own joke here.)
It's something that happens consistently, it something that I enjoy and it has a whole cast of cartoonish characters. (ZING!)
But I often don't have the attitude that Finley has. I don't have that sense of surprise. That sense of wonder that this amazing thing has come back into my life once again!
I'm praying that God will build in me an excitement, a surprise, a child-like passion for the times when His people gather together.
I pray the same for you - let's approach our times together with a collective joy and surprise that we get to be a part of this amazing thing one more time!
Have a great week,
Todd.
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