Church

I know it can be a real hassle going to church.
I know the church is too big. (Or too small.)
I know sometimes the service drags on and on.
I know sometimes the pastor's sermons seem fairly repetitious. (See Philippians 3:1) And you wish he taught a different way.
I know sometimes the choir does more singing of praises than you do. (And they never sing your favorites. Or in the style you like.)
I know sometimes there are some hypocrites there. (In fact, you won't believe this, but every time in my entire life that I've been to church, the exact same hypocrite has been there. Every time! I know him quite well.)
I know you feel as if they wouldn't even miss you if you just quit coming.
I know sometimes there are some politics going on in the church.
I know, I know, I know . . .

I know the church is His Bride His love. The entity He has chosen and ordained to do His work on earth until He returns.
I know that He commands me to be there--to stimulate others to love and good deeds, to encourage others, to serve others. (Notice the emphasis is on giving to others--not having things my way.)
I know that to not assemble with other believers is willful sin.

I know He'll be there. And He's expecting me.