The church was once a place of sanctuary. When we entered the building a sense of reverence prevailed, we were on holy ground.
Men would remove their hats, women wore them. We spoke softly, we knew God was present in His house.
It was a place separate from the world, where even non-Christians, non-believers, would occasionally slip into a back pew, they somehow knew it was a way to come before a higher power in whom they could release those burdens too heavy for them to carry. It was a way, even for them, to escape the world.
The church became a social media, a social gathering with rock & roll bands, and with a concert atmosphere, and “coffee shops” that resemble taverns, and great game rooms for children to play rather than learn of their savior. It started to resemble the world outside, until now there doesn’t seem to be much difference.
The only people who see the change are the old timers, who can remember a better time, a better way, but they, for the most part, are hushed up, disrespected, and ignored because they simply do not understand with their old time strict and outdated ways that they were wrong in their attitude about worship.
It lost the reverence it once projected to the world, and became more like the world.
A few of these spiritual, safe-havens from the world still exist, but they are hard to find. what is amazing is the old time reverence I remember, I still see in the most odd place, and that is in the prisons. They come to God, not to socialize but to worship their God, and their Savior. They come to pray not gossip. They come to sing praises to God, not to themselves with show time like atmospheres.
No wonder the world does not respect our faith any longer, they merely see it as another club or social event for a bunch of silly people who believe in fairy tales.
It simply does not represent a sanctuary, a place of reverence any longer.