When I walked through the doors of church Sunday morning my eyes and mind went into overdrive. My eyes were busy taking the sights in while my mind was trying to process it all. My heart was leaping with excitement at all that I was seeing and thinking.
I love being in a place where everyone looks different. Different hairstyles, different clothes, different skin color…I love it all. We are all different yet we are there for one purpose — to praise and worship our Savior and God, Jesus Christ.
I want to sit back and observe everyone in their differences and in their sameness. I want to observe the praise and worship band as it interacts with the audience and the audience’s response in return.
I love the unity we can experience in church. Being with a mass of other believers is exhilarating and refreshing. I love that I am not on display. This church is big enough that I don’t feel as though everyone is watching me. This church is freeing but not in a way that I’m not getting the Word.
I feel as though I belong to this church even though I haven’t met anyone.
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wow! I am jealous…still trying to find solid ground here…
I know what you mean! I feel the same about my new church. And how funny we are…the same, but different!!! Miss you!
It’s wonderful when you can go to church and do what you’re meant to do. When there isn’t a fashion show or a who-has-what-parade in sight.
Sounds like you’ve found your church.