Sometimes I feel like the remnant. Faith is a little different from so many other churches I have attended - but so often I've sat in congregations that were full of so many people older than I. (Of course, it may be that the churches haven't changed that much, I've just gotten old.)
In college, even in Texas, few of my friends went to church. I went, but was there by myself. When we moved to Boston, we went...but even in the college town, college students and grad students didn't go to church. Now that I have kids there are more people my age in the churches...but most of the people I see from day to day are not in church on Sunday morning or Saturday night.
When my grandparents went to church on Sunday, everyone went. You couldn't shop on Sundays - church was what everyone did. I'm not sure that people were any more faithful than they are now -attendance was more of a social norm than the conscious choice it is today.
Rose was reading some of the "Little House on the Prairie" books recently and was shocked that Laura spent 4 hours in church every Sunday. She was more shocked when I pointed out that she spends close to that every week.
We are the remnant. We are the faithful who hold the ground as we await the fulfillment of God's promises. And sometimes it is downright lonely being the remnant - so thank you to all who wait here with me and my family.
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