My household, like many others, have roles that each of the members fall into. For my wife and I those roles tend to be rather traditional. I have changed far fewer poopy diapers than my wife, and I don’t see that ratio ever flipping. I have also mowed infinitely more lawns than my wife, and I am sure she wants to keep it that way. 

Each household comes up with what works. Where we draw the lines isn’t as important as that we all agree that that is where the lines should be drawn. So, in the Ritzmann household, those things that have anything to do with the cars is all me. The insurance, the payments, the upkeep, etc. 

In my car a light came on. The dreaded dashboard warning light. This one was about the tires. I checked the air - good. I double checked with a respected mechanic. They told me that there was a bad sensor, which happens all the time. When I get new tires I should switch out the bad for a good, no reason to spend extra money on labor by doing it now. Fabulous. No big deal and I can save money. I’ll drive with a light on for a time. 

My wife takes my car to run some errands. After which she comes home and tells me, matter-of-factly: “I fixed the tire/dashboard light problem in your car. WHAT?! How?! Uh? She tells me that she took it to this tire place she goes to all the time, where we have our tires rotated and replaced. She went up and had the guy add air and the light's off. 

I wanted to argue. I wanted to tell her: “no, I already identified the problem, you can’t fix it like that.” But it was fixed. She fixed it like a woman, a thing I would never even considered was her go to. And like that, the problem was solved. 

There is a gift to who we are. We look at things differently. We bring different gifts to the table. It reminds me of one of the reasons we come to worship: to bring the gift of ourselves. 

Regularly we think about worship as what we get, and we get a lot from worship. We receive the Spirit, forgiveness of our sins, spiritual strength to meet the week ahead. Listening to Pastor Scott’s sermon will open the Word of God to you in new ways. And we see friends and family. But we can forget that we bring ourselves. 

When we come to worship we bring to the Body of Christ ourselves. We are a gift of God. We have talents, insights, and abilities that the Church needs, and that God wants to use for His purpose. This seems obvious if you’re preaching, singing, or leading worship, but is equally true if you are connecting in the pews, sharing in a Bible study or participating in Sunday School. In the same way that my wife solved a problem I thought was solved, we bring unexpected blessings to one another. 

We come to Church for many reasons, one of which is to share the blessing that is us, the beautiful being God made.