SUNDAYS
Sundays are always good days for me. I'm always ready & invigorated to go to church. I just love it. I'm blessed to go to a church that firmly stands behind the word of God & that is active in the community. I have many friends there & well, it's just an awesome place to be on Sunday mornings. A couple of my friends came to visit there & we had a lot of fun. We always sit on the second row in the front of the "gymnatorium" & we took up the whole row this morning. It was great fun! There was a baptism & that always makes me smile, for the obvious reasons, but also for the way our head pastor says the word baptize. You'd just have to come & find out. I always laugh. We had our worship ministry meeting today after church, but instead of having it @ church we had it @ Fazoli's. A place I usually don't choose to eat @, but it wasn't too bad. I started feeling sleepy after we all ate, so I was pretty out of it for the meeting, but we discussed what we needed to & now we don't meet again until February. Nice...It's weird how I gauge time. Like I would figure things as "before my work trip" & "after my work trip." Now I'm doing it like "before Guatemala" & "after Guatemala." I just skipped right over Christmas there. Just b/c I'm not doing anything for Christmas that's too extraordinary. Just staying home. Anywho, I'm going to Guatemala! Definitely excited about that! Pray for our trip! It's w/Christian Campus House & we're working our butts off hard-core for Jesus! (Something we should do everyday anyway, whether manual labor is part of it or not.) I'm excited & a bit nervous. I don't know many of the people going @ all & of those many people that I don't know, the majority of them are college girls. Woah! For those of you who don't know me very well, it's a lot harder for me to get to know girls than guys. Don't know why, it's just the way the Lord wired me. Just pray that I don't flip out!
Okay, this is enough boring rambling...Who reads those anyhow?
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I like Sundays...now. When I worked at the old place, I always got the feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach because I knew I had to go back the next day. Now that I love my job I can enjoy Sundays again. "Sundays, no longer the red-headed step-child of weekend."
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