Throughout the years, I have heard many wonderful sermons that I have forgotten, but one sermon I have seen, and it has remained in my heart unto this day. A new, deep snow had fallen during the night. I tried to decide whether I should go to services or stay home and just read my Bible.
I realized that the congregation would miss me, for I was the only song leader they had. I would have to walk half a block to catch the bus to church. I decided to go, but only because I had to lead singing. While riding the bus, I noticed two people trying hard to make their path through the deep snow. They were brother and sister Trollman, a faithful couple who attended every Sunday. Brother Trollman was a man in his eighties who had lost his eyesight. His only guidance was his 78-year-old wife, who was lame in one foot.
Because they could not afford to ride the bus to church, they walked the distance every Lord's Day. Here I was, unwilling to go, forced only by my duty as a song leader, and there, were two elderly people driven by their love for the Lord. I was ashamed of myself and the weak faith and love I had proven for my Lord.
This elderly couple, without their knowledge and without one word, had taught me a greater lesson than ever could be said in words: The only true motive for a Christian to attend services is his strong love for his Maker.
Determine this year, to serve the Lord with purpose of heart (Acts 11:23).
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