One of the beauties of a sabbatical is the chance to visit other churches and see how they approach the whole Sunday morning worship experience thing. There are always good ideas to take home with you, and you get to be an encouragement to what they're doing in their home churches.
So this morning we planned to attend G.M.C here in Prince Albert and connect with some people who worship God in that place.
It didn't really start off in a great way, as Lauralea and I left the house this morning at 8:45 am. I was muttering something about who has church this early on a Sunday morning anyway. 9 am worship seems a bit, well, harsh to me.
I had phoned the night before. Actually I first did a websearch on the church to find out the time of the service in the morning. They had no web presence, so I was forced to use the phone. Now, there's nothing wrong with not being online with your times and location as a church, but it was interesting to me that that was the first place I looked for information. Online.
So, instead I called them and their machine held the information I was looking for. Worship service was at 9 am with Sunday School starting a little after that service.
Seemed a bit early, but if Lauralea was willing to have a go, so would I. She asked the time she should be ready to go and I guessed an 8:45 leaving time should be good enough. She groaned, and I agreed.
But this morning, after the alarm woke us at 7:30 we got up and got dressed and moaned our way out the door.
The drive was certainly nice, with very little traffic on the roads at that time. One street was closed because of roadworks, but we took the detour confident that we would arrive in time.
As we pulled up into the church parking lot at 8:57 with our bright clean morning faces on, I was at first a bit confused. There were lots parking spaces available, mainly because there were no cars in the parking lot.
"What... ?" Was my response.
I pulled up in front of the sign and parked and read it out loud.
"Sunday Worship, 11:00 am."
I started a litany of questions; "11 am? How?, Whaaat? Why?"
I called the number on the sign and re listened to the announcement and got Lauralea to listen to it too. It still said Worship at 9 am.
What to do, up so early on a Sunday.
I decided breakfast at A&W would be good, so off we went.
The early morning wasn't a total waste. We had a good visit and made some plans for the fall.
And so we went to worship this morning at G.M.C, and apart from committing the unforgivable sin, (Now I know what it is!!) we had a great time.
I'd give it a two thumbs up.