You walk in the door, hang up your coat, and then greeting as you go – head to your seat. Passing rows, familiar faces fill the pews. Paying attention week after week, you could name the names which seem to be assigned to their particular spot. I sit behind a couple who sit parallel to the last window, about halfway back on the right hand side.
What would happen if we moved? The church would tip and we would slide out and land on the other side of the world!! No? Are you sure?
Okay, so we do like traditions and it is easy to become stuck in the familiar. I don’t know that there is anything really wrong with sitting in the same pew week after week. But, it was a good reminder to me that I need to hang on to the right things and let the familiar change, if it’s a change of tradition or ritual or the familiar. Maybe we should all pick a different spot to sit one Sunday – and let the church tip just a little.
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