We found a new Church home, and chose the one we did mostly because I needed support as a mother of a baby, and couldn't take the time to visit more Churches. Besides, it's Clayton's daycare. They sing a lot of hymns, which Dave really enjoys, complete with big pipe organ.
But we didn't pick it for the preaching; it wasn't very meaty. We were used to a preacher in our old city who, every single Sun., made you reflect and say, "Ouch!" Made you want to change. Gave you the tools to do so, and the small group we were in encouraged all the members to change.
At our new Church, we had a sermon called It's Never Too Late: To Renew Old Friendships. He pulled two examples of friendships from the Bible, talked about his childhood friend, and then - after about 45 min. of this - finally talked about having a friendship with God, for those who don't know Him. The beginning wasn't really a spiritual message to edify the Church, and the end didn't apply to me.
So anyway, with those kind of sermons, I started praying for God to bring revival and relevant sermons to this Church. Meaty sermons with substance, that would cause people to grow in Christ. And I prayed that I would be able to find something in this preacher's message that I could cling to, that would spur me on to grow.
Yesterday we got a letter in the mail from the Church. It was from the preacher. He's resigning!
I never would have prayed for that! I was praying for his sermons to change, but instead God has called him to step down as preacher! This is just the beginning of God's answer to my prayers; I'm looking forward to the rest of it. Surely it's going to be wonderful for this Church.