Pajama Church

Let me start off by saying that getting involved in a church is a good thing. God (lovingly) commands us to be in relationships through church communities; we were not meant to follow Jesus in isolation. But there are some Sunday mornings (such as today) where I need to spend some time alone with God, in my pajamas.

I wish I could claim the phrase "pajama church" as my own creativity, but I need to give credit where credit is due. One Sunday while on vacation, my dad asked me if we could go to pajama church in lieu of searching out a local church. After staring him down in confusion, he explained that he wanted to listen to a sermon online while eating donuts in bed while wearing pajamas. And that didn't sound half bad to me either. Thus the (ingenious) creation of pajama church. We've done pajama church a few times for various reasons, and today I felt like I needed to again.

I really enjoy going to church, seeing friends, gleaning Biblical insight from the pastor, and especially singing. But, I also know it is important to spend time alone in the Word and in prayer. And this morning I needed to spend time just me and God. So, this morning I opened my eyes, turned my alarm off, reached over to grab my Bible, and read through the book of Hebrews, without even getting out of bed. And it was so wonderful. I felt like I connected with God in a fresh way that opened my eyes to new revelations and connections in the scriptures.  Because my whole entire focus was all on God, I was open to hear and receive what God wanted to tell me. And do you want to know what God wanted to tell me, what I finally had enough focus to hear? He said, "Amie, I've missed you..."

I have been so consumed with all the wonderful, God-honoring things I have been doing that I haven't been spending time alone with my Creator. And He missed me. And today I remembered how much I have missed Him too. Thank God (literally) for pajama church. :)