Last night before choir practice I was talking to the guy next to me and it hit me. For the first time in 3 years or so...
I REALLY want to be at Church.
I can remember going many times because it was what I was supposed to do. I can easily remember just not going because I just didn't want to be there. When that happened, it scared me a bit...what if I don't snap out of this? What if I turn into someone that just fills a pew every once in a while?
Well, thanks to God... I really want to be with other Christians again. It feels good.
The tingling is gone and now the strength is being renewed.
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