Church.

One of my favorite types of worship services are the ones that go horribly wrong (horribly wrongs as in things outside of your control go awry, not because you were careless or lazy). I think those are the times when we really live out what church is supposed to be. Often we do come to worship and expect to sit back and receive. We receive a message. We receive the peace. We receive communion. However, when service suddenly becomes mass chaos with chords shorting and efforts to stall in short supply, we are all suddenly drawn out of our seats. Some of us rush to the back to help. Some of us rush to the front to distract. Some of us sit fists clenched in our chairs wondering what is going on and why this is happening and whose big idea was it to wreck church today. Suddenly, everyone is engaged. Everyone is listening. Even if we are only listening to know who we can blame after the service is over, our ears are open and we are alert.