I spent this evening looking for a church.
I know!! I’m as shocked as you are.
The thing is, it is all well and good to take my brother to task about not practicing what he preaches, but I am not without my own short-comings right now. I need to stop being so judgemental and hyper-critical about churches based on a few past wounds. I imagine every church has its own personality, and I’m sure God has one out there that can incorporate me in it somehow. I’m pretty rusty at this, and a bit defensive and edgy. I can’t help but already feel sorry for the poor church I end up in. I’m no picnic when I’m afraid.
I have been missing the company of fellow Christians for a while now. I feel like I’m spiritually starving, and instead of going to the buffet, I’m standing with my arms crossed and stomping my little feet to make a point that even I know is a big load of nonsense. There was a time to withdraw and heal, but that time came and went long ago. I have to get back in the saddle again.
So, I thought since I toasted Michael’s walnuts yesterday on here, I’d let you all know I’m dusting myself off and getting back on that old horse.
😦 Pray for me. 😦
PS: Per the law, since Mike runs a very popular, open FB page with his own name, I don’t have to hide what his real name is. It wasn’t an accident. But thank you for looking out after me!