Part of the sermon last night was about people who worry more about sitting in "their pew" more than telling others about the Gospel. It reminds me, when I was a teen, one of our modes of entertainment at church was to ruffle the feathers of the older couples at the start of church. Each week, our group would get out of Sunday School and immediately go to the sanctuary. We memorized where various couples liked to sit, and would sit in their assigned seats. LOL. The looks we got from the couple when they walked in was priceless. If looks could kill...... Anyway, poor Dad caught the wrath of the deacons and elders. One Sunday, after church, he said, "would you guys please knock it off" so we did. To this day, even as I am just a few months short of 60, the anger expressed by these holier than thou church members amazes me. Of course, it would not have been funny if it did not bother them. It says a lot to me about where their priorites were.
Once I was assigned to the nominating committee. This is the same type of mindset. We had one class that was missing a teacher for the kids about 7 or 8 years old. For the 4-6 year olds, three teachers were in a class where ten kids might show up. When our committee tried to break up this group of three teachers and put one in the class missing a teacher, you would have thought we started WW3. Needless to say, that went over like a lead baloon, and found another person.