So, yeah, its been a while since I have posted anything. I know, I'm bad. But I just hadn't found anything exciting to post about. I have been busy just trying to get the house cleaned up, that there is not much in the way of creativity going on. So, i am here to tell a little more about the WOW that has been happening in my life. And honestly, I never intended for this blog to be a blog about my journey with God. Farthest from my intentions, EVER. But it just so happens that, right now, this is where the excitement is. Now, I am not talking about the "there is a lot of activity" excitement. No, I am talking about the kind of excitement that is happening in my heart.
So, the last time I blogged, I had talked about a new church. I liked it, but wasn't about to get my hopes up. OK, I don't remember, but I know that even if I didn't say it, I was thinking it! We missed a Sunday. I was a wee bit sad about it, because I was anxious to see if I still liked it, but then not upset, because I really dislike trying new churches out (I would like to say I hate it, but hate is such a strong word, I'll try to refrain from using it).
Anyhoo...I was at the school picking up my youngest for a dentist appointment, and in the office sat the kids' bus driver. We began chatting about being a stay at home mom and what you are seen wearing at the bus stop in the mornings (think SpongeBob pajama pants!). Out of the blue she asked me if we had found a church. I sort of skirted the issue, never really knowing how people feel about it. She mentioned she went to the church we had JUST TRIED. She went on to tell me about the pastor, the children's activities, and so on. She then invited us to come back for Easter. For me, it was another little sign from God, saying "Yes, try this one again..." So, I made plans for Easter Sunday.
Come Easter Sunday, I was excited to go to church. That's always a good sign for me. It was crowded, as expected, but still turned out to be a very nice service. I was near tears many times throughout the service, and had to keep counting things (like the lights, vents, etc) to keep them at bay. I don't exactly know why this happens to me, but I didn't want to try to explain it to anyone, especially my family. Yep, mom is crying for no reason. Afterwards, we made our way to the exit to get home for our Easter lunch. On the way out the door, a greeter (are they still called a greeter even if you're leaving?) shook my husbands hand. As I was preparing to do the same, the man, said "Aw come here and give me a hug!". It was so totally unexpected, and yet, to me, just another sign.
I am so very comfortable sitting in the church. Even though its only been 2 services. I like it. I plan to go back. That I am looking forward to next Sunday and disappointed that I have to wait a week is a very good sign.
I continue to pray that my family will begin to feel at home there as well...
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