NO ONE KNOWS MY NAME

As a Christian it is easy to slip into the dark shadowland of “No one knows my name, and no one cares.” Years ago, as I attended a large church I wrote: “I have come to a determination today that the pastor is remote. In a sense I really have no pastor. There is no one that both knows my name and knows what is going on in my life.” We can easily come to such conclusions if we don’t take the time or effort to closely examine our situation. Ask yourself, “Did anyone force me to come here and stay here?” “Did I come here hoping prominent people world appreciate me?” “Do I really need a show or entertainment?” “If I just sit and watch, what more can I expect?” “Do I ever try to get to know any of the other parishioners, do I attend small group sessions, am I active in any other church activities that are available? “Do I ever consider that Jesus knows my name and wants me to get to know him?”