Death of the Church
A new minister in a small Oklahoma town spent the first four days
desperately calling on the membership, begging them to come to his first
services . . . He failed.
He placed a notice in the local newspapers, stating that as the church was
dead, it was his duty to give it a decent Christian burial. The funeral
would be held the following Sunday afternoon, the notice said.
Morbidly curious the whole town turned out. In front of the pulpit, they saw
a high coffin, smothered in flowers. The minister read the obituary and
delivered a eulogy; he then invited his congregation to step forward and pay
their respects to the dearly beloved who had departed.
The long line filed by. Each mourner peeped into the coffin and then turned
away with a guilty, sheepish look. For in the coffin, tilted at the correct
angle, was a large mirror. Everyone saw himself.
"Let us not give up meeting together, as
some are in the habit of doing, but
let us encourage one another--and all the more as
you see the Day
approaching." (Hebrews 10:25 NIV)
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