It's church, y'all.

Sunday morning we went to church.

Get this- it'll blow your mind.

 The fellowship of believers met in a meeting place made out of wood with no pews or chairs. There was no sound equipment, fancy lights, lapel mics, ties, no air conditioning, and no electricity. We sat on the floor (that's right...)- men on one side, and women and children on the other. What's even more amazing is that we worshiped together. There were no hymnals or powerpoints with lyrics on the screen.

There was a guitar, a tambourine, and a group of people clapping whenever they wanted to. There were mothers nursing, men sleeping, children smiling, and the Word of God was opened up. We didn't speak the same language but we worship the same God. That in itself is a common language. 

The church in Bias challenges my thinking of extravagant buildings for meeting together.

God's bride is the church- the global group of believers, not the building we meet in.

Church in Bias challenges my thinking where and how we should invest our money.

The building isn't what is important or eternal- the soul of a person is.

The bride spans from women who wear the perfect dress to kids with snot covered noses, bloated bellies, and orange hair due to malnurishment; from men who wear button up shirts tucked into khaki pants to barefooted pre-teens with radiant smiles and grandmas with tattooed faces and an unspoken strength about them. The bride may support chicken sandwiches or carry a bow and arrow to hunt wild pig or spears to catch fish.The bride is much more than just "dressing up", sitting in a building, singing some songs, or listening to a sermon.

The bride is people...

and she's more beautiful and precious than words can express.