Quality Over Quantity
This week has been a week of meetings for me. Various types of meetings held in various formats. Today I had a total of three meetings. Two of them were actually the same meeting held at two separate times to accommodate more people. There should have been a total of 60-something people attend those two meetings.
Counting me, who attended both, I believe six actually attended. A little less than 10%.
How many times do we go to “meeting” expecting a big turnout?
I’ve prepared Bible studies before anticipating and preparing supplies for 15-20 learners, and then had one lone person show up. Unfortunately that’s happened to me more times than one.
How do we feel when we’ve prepared for a crowd, expect a crowd, and the opposite of crowd shows up?
I know how I usually feel. Disappointed. Discouraged. Let down. Like a failure. You know, typical.
Somehow we’ve come to equate quantity with quality.
What happens when a few people, or one person, shows up to something when we’ve prepared for a large group?
I know what often happens if I’m the leader. I water down my plans. I don’t do the same depth I had originally planned. I rush to get done faster so the few of us who bothered to show up can get through it and leave too.
What? You do that too? We consider it a reward, don’t we? Since you were faithful and showed up, we’ll hurry through this and get out early tonight.
I have to ask myself why I do that. What a waste of opportunity to truly invest into the lives of the few.
By skimming the surface instead of digging into the depth, I’m robbing people of knowledge that they may desperately need by making the assumption that there time is more important than their knowledge. If their time was so much more important, do you think they would have bothered showing up?
I rushed through a meeting with one today instead of investing in their life. I’m ashamed.
And then I went to a committee meeting for a team I’m on in our Association. Less than half of us were able to attend tonight. I thought it would be quick because there weren’t enough of us there. I thought we wouldn’t get very deep or very far.
I thought wrong.
There might have been only five of us in attendance, but five of us were praying in one accord, agreeing on earth, and He was in our midst.
We didn’t need a sanctuary filled with hundreds of people. There wasn’t an amazingly gifted worship band (or Southern gospel group, depending on your preference), a fire and brimstone preacher, or any spirit-filled congregation members yelling “Hallelujah!” or “Amen!”.
Five people, gathered around a table, discussing ways to impact Kingdom growth.
I left uplifted, inspired, and motivated. It isn’t quantity that makes a difference, but quality.
Sometimes I take my eyes off of the results and look only at the numerical data in front of me. See, I really can’t save everyone, but if I can help one person today instead of stressing out over not being able to save everyone then that is a huge improvement!