Attending a place of worship here in Philadelphia is unlike anywhere I've been before (Except the time I went to McClain Bible). Though it only takes me 10 minutes to get to church, it takes me 15 to simply LEAVE the church parking lot. Once I'm out, there is merciless traffic on the road until I reach my stretch of road that will take me directly home. Inside the sanctuary, I cannot meet people across the room during the greeting unless I rent a private jet to get me there. Faces are nearly unrecognizable as my eyes reach the great span between me and the stage (this does not account for the fact that I don't really know anyone at this church).
Nevertheless, the sermon preached was intriguing, concerning John 20 where Jesus appears to Mary. We should seek Jesus as Mary did, early in the morning eager to do anything for her "Rabboni". Though she sought a dead Jesus, we seek a LIVING Jesus. So once the traffic fades and the people leave- seek Jesus.
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