By the sweat of your brow

In Genesis 3:17-19 God consigns Adam to a lifelong battle with weeds. Churches are not exempt from this relentless toil.

On this past Saturday afternoon half our church turned up for a summer clean’ of the buildings and grounds. We certainly toiled, the women glowed’ and the guys dripped with the sweat of their brows. Floors, toilets, ovens and benches were scrubbed. Rooms were tidied, freezers moved, trees chopped down, weedeating done, culminating with a barbecue dinner.

Despite the philosophical futility of cleaning and weeding, it was a great time together. There is something strengthening about working alongside one another which builds fellowship even when conversation is minimal. When we are exhorted in Hebrews 10:25 to not give up meeting together this need not be limited to church worship. Our labours together in kitchens, gardens, workshops and offices can similarly honour God.

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