SUNDAY
Yesterday I went to church for the first time in 11 years...
The people there were so united and so caring... which was not the case in my old churches...
Yesterday at church, I saw one of the strong women I know break down and cry. For it was her first time back in quite a while too. Natalie(my girlfriend), her mother, and I went to some new church that recently started. But anyways... this woman went to the front when the preacher asked that everyone who needed guidance from the lord, for those people to come forth and kneel and pray to him. This lady has had many financial problems as of lately. She lost her job and has kids to take care of. Also she is a single parent. But this lady is one of the best people in this world, and to see such a strong person fall to their knees in tears asking God for help... it got to me... honestly I have no reason to hide it, but I cried... tears fell from my eyes just as fast as they had fallen from hers, b/c I knew her and I knew her loss and her pain... her fears... her tears... for they were now mine. I couldn't help it, b/c it was something inside me that showed me just how much she was going thru. And then a lady came over to her... knelt beside her, placed her hand on the small of the lady's back and began to cry and pray with her... It seemed as if everyone knew of her problems... for the preacher himself had mentioned everyone of her problem in his sermon. Everyone seemed so connected spiritually... And for once in church... I felt like I belonged. When the lady had finished her prayer for help... she returned to her seat and be4 she sat down I gave her a hug. Then the lady in front of us turned and gave her a hug and said "Don't worry dear, God loves you and now you are in his hands." These people... they ... they were all so together... so proper... so bound by one force and nothing could seperate them... nothing could break their belief... and they accepted many people, no matter how they appeared and took them in and held them if it was needed... I felt as if for those few moments in my life... I was surrrounded by angels. Some peole were there, but you could tell they were only there for the ones they loved, not for their beliefs, but there was this couple... and man who had holy jeans three hoop ear rings in his cartilage on and a sleevless t-shirt...and his wife... a woman who was in a dress (old fashioned sun dress) and they were so happy there... two of opposing worlds together under the house of God... and it was beautiful... and it wasn't boring... there was music and laughter and a girl... a little girl... maybe 1 1/2 years old at the most... dancing in circles, with both arms stretched up to the sky... she knew he was there... you could feel him... the happiness... the sorrow... the compassion... finally, I have found the church I want. A church that holds stranger when they are so broken down that they can't stand by themselves anymore... a church where the people show you that God is there and he does care for everyone... a church that has no dress code or religious bounds... a church that all are accepted to for no particular reason other than to find faith... and a church where even a litlle baby girl can feel that there is a God.
The people there were so united and so caring... which was not the case in my old churches...
Yesterday at church, I saw one of the strong women I know break down and cry. For it was her first time back in quite a while too. Natalie(my girlfriend), her mother, and I went to some new church that recently started. But anyways... this woman went to the front when the preacher asked that everyone who needed guidance from the lord, for those people to come forth and kneel and pray to him. This lady has had many financial problems as of lately. She lost her job and has kids to take care of. Also she is a single parent. But this lady is one of the best people in this world, and to see such a strong person fall to their knees in tears asking God for help... it got to me... honestly I have no reason to hide it, but I cried... tears fell from my eyes just as fast as they had fallen from hers, b/c I knew her and I knew her loss and her pain... her fears... her tears... for they were now mine. I couldn't help it, b/c it was something inside me that showed me just how much she was going thru. And then a lady came over to her... knelt beside her, placed her hand on the small of the lady's back and began to cry and pray with her... It seemed as if everyone knew of her problems... for the preacher himself had mentioned everyone of her problem in his sermon. Everyone seemed so connected spiritually... And for once in church... I felt like I belonged. When the lady had finished her prayer for help... she returned to her seat and be4 she sat down I gave her a hug. Then the lady in front of us turned and gave her a hug and said "Don't worry dear, God loves you and now you are in his hands." These people... they ... they were all so together... so proper... so bound by one force and nothing could seperate them... nothing could break their belief... and they accepted many people, no matter how they appeared and took them in and held them if it was needed... I felt as if for those few moments in my life... I was surrrounded by angels. Some peole were there, but you could tell they were only there for the ones they loved, not for their beliefs, but there was this couple... and man who had holy jeans three hoop ear rings in his cartilage on and a sleevless t-shirt...and his wife... a woman who was in a dress (old fashioned sun dress) and they were so happy there... two of opposing worlds together under the house of God... and it was beautiful... and it wasn't boring... there was music and laughter and a girl... a little girl... maybe 1 1/2 years old at the most... dancing in circles, with both arms stretched up to the sky... she knew he was there... you could feel him... the happiness... the sorrow... the compassion... finally, I have found the church I want. A church that holds stranger when they are so broken down that they can't stand by themselves anymore... a church where the people show you that God is there and he does care for everyone... a church that has no dress code or religious bounds... a church that all are accepted to for no particular reason other than to find faith... and a church where even a litlle baby girl can feel that there is a God.