I remember as a young girl going to the 7am service with my Mom at Triumph Baptist Church in Philadelphia. We would get dressed and get on our way without my dad or brother in tow. My dad, probably working or about to head to work and my brother probably still asleep. We would walk up the stone steps, hoping that we were in time to actually get into the sanctuary instead of being sent to the “overflow room.”
We live in a digital age and that affects every part of our lives including our worship. Now, we can hop on TV or the internet or iTunes or Periscope to check out our favorite pastors and preachers from all across the world. Which is great and I utilize all of those things throughout my week, but it doesn’t take away from the need to actually have a church home and family where you can gather in person. I know that it’s a little played out by I think church still matters.