Sweetcorn & God

I opened a can of sweetcorn for lunch and found myself wondering, "Hey, where's my sweetcorn??!!" Sure it was yellow, and creamy, and there were corn kernels here and there, but it was more filler than corn.

Perhaps sometimes church is like that. We open the doors with great expectations, we look forward to a day full of God and our mouths water for the taste of His sweet presence. It looks like a God-service when we get there, it's got the right colour and atmosphere - but all we encounter is a lot of filler, a whiff of God's presence and a vague glimpse or two of Him. And we find ourselves wondering when it's all said and done, "Hey, where's my God??!!"