Don’t Teach Your Children To Go To Church

Don't TeachLately, I’ve been thinking a lot about church attendance:  why people go or don’t go to church.

It dawned on me this past Sunday, as I listened to our pastor preach about John the Baptist, what the answer was.  He talked about the way John the Baptist lived, eating locusts and honey and wearing rough clothing because all he cared about was bringing the message that God had ordained him to bring to the world.  He cared for nothing but the job set out for him.  His love and focus was to do that job well because he loved the God who had called him to do it.

And that, my friends, is why we steadfastly attend church.  Unless, of course, you are a Sadducee or a Pharisee.  If that is the case, then you are attending church to be seen and let all your “good” works be known to the world, whether your world is large or small.

But for the Johns (hmmm)(I should rephrase that)… but for those John the Baptist church attendees (much better), it is because you love love love God and cannot stay away from the place Jesus brought into being, the church.  He went every week, and so that is what we want to do.  He set the example, and so we want to follow that example.  He is our focus, our engine, our sheep herder.  He is the reason we love to go to church.

So don’t teach your children to go to church because they will quit going to this social place their parents seem to like.  Teach them Jesus.

Because once you fall in real love with Him, you never want to leave.  Because once you learn who Jesus is, you want to be closer and closer.  Because once you really understand what it all means, you will always have it in your heart and soul and mind.

Nehemiah 8:8

They read from the Book of the Law of God, making it clear and giving the meaning so that the people understood what was being read.

My newest favorite breakfast

English muffin with orange blossom honey, banana, grapes

This is my newest favorite breakfast.  I used to toast English muffins and put crunchy peanut butter on them, but since I went to Savannah and bought honey from the Savannah Bee Company, I am totally addicted to their Orange Blossom honey.

the best honey in the whole world

They also have Tupelo, Black Sage, Sourwood, Winter White, just to name the ones I have tried.  Tasting the differences in the Savannah Bee Company’s honey is a treat in itself.  It was like going into a fine winery to have a wine tasting.

As soon as we walked into the store on River Street, I saw the testers lined up.  And I was in love!  After reading about it once upon a long time ago, the differences in the flavor of honey had been something that I had wanted to try out.  It was totally the experience I thought it would be… and if you are ever in Savannah or Charleston, look up the Savannah Bee Company and do a little honey tasting.  But in the meantime, check out their web site (click on their name in bold above) and read about why honey tastes different.  I couldn’t believe the difference in the taste between them!

My very favorite is the Orange Blossom.  Doesn’t that look buttery?  It has a buttery, citrus flavor.  I think I could just tip it up and drink it out of this bottle.

delicious honey

The breakfast isn’t that hard to make.  Here are some easy directions:  Cut the English muffin in half, toast, then add a bit of butter.  Pour honey over muffin (although I have thought about pouring it all over everything… it’s that good).

Start with a fresh English muffin, whole wheat

While the muffin toasts, cut up a banana or strawberries, get out the grapes, kiwi, blueberries, whatever fruit suits your fancy.

(Please do not enlarge the picture of my little toaster oven. It is dirty; it needs cleaned; who wants to volunteer for this job?)

 

Normally I only use butter unless I forgot to set it out to soften. This is good too.

begin the pour

 

 

Pop out the cork on your favorite honey and try to stop yourself from pouring the whole bottle over your muffin, fruit, in your coffee or tea, all over your fingers (so good to lick off, by the way) …

keep pouring