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For those of you who remember, I created a thread last year "why should i go to church?"
I was using another username at that time.
Well for the last 2 months, I've gone to church at least 2 times, and I found the first one a bit too loud, obnoxious. The pastor was screaming and yelling thruought the whole service. The people there were obviously excited, and full of faith. That experience has rubbed me the wrong way. I couldnt wait to get out of there. My poor girl, I literally ran out of the church when the service was over, holding my daughter's hand as if it was the last time I'd ever see her again. I was just relieved to be out of there.
Today I went to go see my daughter Daisy at her and her father's church. I was excited because she is on the praise and worship team, I recently discovered. I wanted to see how she did. Well, when I got there, I was shaking. I knew there would be some people that I haven't seen in a few years, not to mention my youth pastor from such a long time ago, who's now the pastor of that church. An old friend saw me, gave me a hug, and she whispered in my ear to take a few deep breaths, and that I would be ok as soon as I got in. She knew. And I love her for it. Well, she was right, it was ok. Very different from the first church I went to, but in the same mannerisms. I just felt better. My daughter was on the stage, shaking her tamborine, and she did wonderful. My heart was just melting from seeing her doing her thing. When she saw me, she was really surprised, and I know I told her that I was coming, so she might have forgotten. She ran off the stage and hugged me. She didn't want to leave. She decided that she would sit with me because she knew I was nervous. I felt bad that she interrupted her time up there because of my presence. My ex is an usher there, I should have told him to seat me in the back. After the service, I wanted to get outta there. I felt like I had to leave. I was getting nervous, even tho I felt ok during the service. I seen a few friends, it was great to hug them. My youth pastor, literally chased me down and gave me this huge bearhug, it felt wonderful. It was kind of funny to hear him yell out my name after the service, it felt so unreal. He's going to call me during the week to catch with me.
The thing that bothers me most, is that I dont feel anything, no excitement, no joy, when im at church. I know by my conviction, that I should go to a church where I feel safe at, but its just not in my heart. I feel that I have hardened too much. I feel like im gonna go to hell. Its not in me to worship or praise. I dont feel it. I don't have any kind of initiative to have any kind of relationship with God. Even though HE has blessed me over and over again when I don't even deserve it. My mother has told me I'm just ungrateful. Believe me, I am. I just have my own way of thanking God. Its just not by everyone else's standards. There's something wrong with me. I dont have it in me to go. I don't want to be in a church at all, but I'm doing this for my daughter. I promised her. I just hate this hypocrisy that I feel in me.
I was using another username at that time.
Well for the last 2 months, I've gone to church at least 2 times, and I found the first one a bit too loud, obnoxious. The pastor was screaming and yelling thruought the whole service. The people there were obviously excited, and full of faith. That experience has rubbed me the wrong way. I couldnt wait to get out of there. My poor girl, I literally ran out of the church when the service was over, holding my daughter's hand as if it was the last time I'd ever see her again. I was just relieved to be out of there.
Today I went to go see my daughter Daisy at her and her father's church. I was excited because she is on the praise and worship team, I recently discovered. I wanted to see how she did. Well, when I got there, I was shaking. I knew there would be some people that I haven't seen in a few years, not to mention my youth pastor from such a long time ago, who's now the pastor of that church. An old friend saw me, gave me a hug, and she whispered in my ear to take a few deep breaths, and that I would be ok as soon as I got in. She knew. And I love her for it. Well, she was right, it was ok. Very different from the first church I went to, but in the same mannerisms. I just felt better. My daughter was on the stage, shaking her tamborine, and she did wonderful. My heart was just melting from seeing her doing her thing. When she saw me, she was really surprised, and I know I told her that I was coming, so she might have forgotten. She ran off the stage and hugged me. She didn't want to leave. She decided that she would sit with me because she knew I was nervous. I felt bad that she interrupted her time up there because of my presence. My ex is an usher there, I should have told him to seat me in the back. After the service, I wanted to get outta there. I felt like I had to leave. I was getting nervous, even tho I felt ok during the service. I seen a few friends, it was great to hug them. My youth pastor, literally chased me down and gave me this huge bearhug, it felt wonderful. It was kind of funny to hear him yell out my name after the service, it felt so unreal. He's going to call me during the week to catch with me.
The thing that bothers me most, is that I dont feel anything, no excitement, no joy, when im at church. I know by my conviction, that I should go to a church where I feel safe at, but its just not in my heart. I feel that I have hardened too much. I feel like im gonna go to hell. Its not in me to worship or praise. I dont feel it. I don't have any kind of initiative to have any kind of relationship with God. Even though HE has blessed me over and over again when I don't even deserve it. My mother has told me I'm just ungrateful. Believe me, I am. I just have my own way of thanking God. Its just not by everyone else's standards. There's something wrong with me. I dont have it in me to go. I don't want to be in a church at all, but I'm doing this for my daughter. I promised her. I just hate this hypocrisy that I feel in me.