“You need a place to be your sanctuary,
Follow me there, come on, follow me there.
Where you can lay down all those burdens you carry,
Follow me there, come on, follow me there.”
Last Saturday, my wife, Carmen, and I spent the day at the Kings Island theme park near Cincinnati, Ohio.
We visited the park that specific day because it was part of the SpiritSong Christian music festival where we got to see TobyMac, Jeremy Camp and Building 429 perform.
So I had every intention of telling you all this week about how much fun we had during an awesome time of fellowship and spiritual renewal.
But little did we know, the “fun” had only just begun for us that weekend.
When we got back home Sunday evening, I was the first to discover a tiny little surprise at my feet.
OK make that hundreds of tiny little surprises.
In the small time we were gone from our home, our place had become infested with the little nightmares known as fleas.
My mother-in-law, Linda, was keeping our dog, Skipper, for us while we were away. She texted Carmen and I to let us know she had just given him a bath in flea shampoo because he had several of the bugs all over him.
So apparently Skipper had tracked them into our house, and then they quickly multiplied their numbers while we were all gone.
Carmen and I immediately began cleaning the house to hopefully slow the fleas down. We frantically vacuumed the carpet, furniture, rugs and curtains. Then we mopped the hardwood floors, and sprayed some flea killer on the upholstery.
Linda kept Skipper at her place one more night so we could get as much cleaning done as possible.
The next morning we went ahead and put some flea medication on him before we took him back to our place. We also had him groomed which he probably appreciated anyway because he had been a shaggy dog in this warm summer weather.
We had to eventually call the exterminator to come out and help with the problem because we continued to see the fleas hopping around.
Thankfully, it seems we’ve got the fleas under control for now.
I found it so amazing though just how quickly and easily those little bugs multiplied their numbers.
We had no idea there were really any at all in our house the week before. The next thing we knew, they were all over the house.
This got me to thinking about how awesome it would be if we could multiply our numbers in the house of the Lord just like the fleas did in the house of the Halls.
Within the past couple of years, my church added another section of pews to the sanctuary area. So there have been some empty seats to look at during recent Sunday morning services.
As I look around in the church, I always think to myself just how much different it would be if everyone just invited one or two people to church with them.
You could double or triple the numbers instantly just like the fleas did.
Not only would you be filling up the place, you would be helping to bring more people closer to God.
Luke 14:23 says, “And the lord said unto the servant, Go out into the highways and hedges, and compel them to come in, that my house may be filled.”
The fleas certainly have been a nuisance for my wife and I at our home. But they had no problem inviting themselves in, and even bringing friends along with them.
This is the attitude we should have about the church and our friends.
Once we find that special place to call our church home, we should do like the fleas did and multiply.
Brad Hall is the nighttime editor for the Times-Tribune. He can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org. You can also visit his blog at hallthingsconsidered.blogspot.com