Because it was.
Seriously. This weekend I had one of the best times I’d had in ages.
(Thank God for good days!)
I experienced some fellowship and was reminded that there’s definitely more to my journey. I won’t share those details. But I can tell you that I was inspired by two very simple activities…
1. First, church.
I know I said I wasn’t going to bother attending any longer. Yet I can’t help feeling that I need to extend myself into my community. Church is familiar to me. I think it’ll make a great start.
My town has many places of worship. Yesterday morning I went to one I’d never visited. I keep thinking that I ought to spend time in another sanctuary before I settle down. However, I keep chastising myself.
I don’t want to play
The truth is, I actually know of a place that seems like a good fit. And it isn’t where some people might think.
2. One of our family friends had a birthday party yesterday. I won’t disclose the exact number but s/he has lived to be over 80 years of age. I couldn’t help feeling overjoyed.
A long life is a blessing.
On a hilarious note I can tell you that I couldn’t remember how to get to this individual’s house. (It had been that long…)
I prayed as I walked. I was concerned. I’d walked down one long street and was making my way up another. All the while it was getting dark. Every time I passed a house where it looked remotely as though there was activity inside, I was tempted to go over and knock.
Finally at the last minute I glanced down a side street. A group of adults was crossing the road. They were headed in one direction.
Shy but determined, I approached. “Excuse me. Do you know where I could find [Person X’s] house?” I live in an incredibly friendly area. You never know who knows whom. Or what.
The man I spoke to told me I was right where I needed to be. A weight lifted off my shoulders, and the joy began. 🙂