Missing church

I'll admit I've not been going to church. At first my excuse was my kidney transplant, then it was because of the high anti-rejection meds and not wanting to be in a crowd and get sick, then it was my sinus surgery... well, now that I don't have an excuse, I really don't want one anymore. I want to go back to church. I have missed it. I'm missing being fed like I am when I go, and "fellowshipping" with other believers. My heart is yearning for God's house, and I'm going this weekend.

There are many reasons that I haven't wanted to go to church... most of which are very personal, so I won't get into them. I've been praying about it, and God is really speaking to me recently in so many ways. I'm sure my post-transplant depression has had something to do with making excuses not to go, but there are other things too, that I've been trying to work past.

Yes, I will go this weekend, and I'm really excited about it. Some of my church friends, I haven't seen since before transplant. I have been to church a few times since then, but our church is so big, with 5 services, that you just can't possibly see everyone.

I'm getting ready to read The Shack again. It's a most wonderful book, and really hits home to a lot I'm struggling with right now. If you haven't read it, maybe you should pick up a copy! I don't think you'll regret it. :)



I'll leave you with a goofy pic of Jason and me. He was talking on the phone, getting ready to leave for work about 30 minutes ago, and I said "Honey, let's get a pic in case we never see each other again." He thinks I'm nutz.