OTOH....my parents use to send us to the church down the street just to get us out of the house for a bit. We never gave anything but got involved in Sunday School, sung in the choir, went to vacation bible school, etc. The things I learned through these programs played a part later in my life with my coming to know Christ. My parents never attended and my mother died with a harden heart.
One should never sell short the message of God or how God works. Freely have we receive. Freely should we give.
So true. My father took himself to the church down the street when he was in Jr High. His parents never attended. He spent his life serving the Lord. He would have never found His message at home with dueling parents and an unhappy home life. God does move in mysterious ways!
See my response posted at #90.
AMEN!
My daughter when to church with friends down the street.
I am SURE that hers prayers were answered for her mommy and daddy.
Took a while, for me to get back on track and her mom to get on track, but we are all in church today - three separate ones, but still in “GOD’s house” somewhere.