Church… again…

We had planned on going to church today, all of us – the kids and hubby, but Monkey woke up early and was running a fever.  He’s got a runny nose and is totally cranky. it’s near impossible to console him. 

So I decided to go by myself, left the kids home with the hubby.

Of course I knew others that would be there, so it’s not like I was totally alone, but still, the whole fact that I am going to church again is crazy to me… I never thought it would happen.

But it is, and I am planning on going every weekend that I possibly can.  It’s not so much ‘church’ for me, but an hour of ’self-help’ type commentary.  This was only my second week going, but both times I fought back tears as the comments really hit home.  It was as if the pastor (is that what you call him?  I guess I’m so used to the priests of the catholic church) was speaking DIRECTLY to me and no one else.  But I guess that’s what is good for everyone.  No matter what they portray on the outside, everyone has problems, everyone can relate.  Some people might be falling apart at the seems because of a failed marriage… others may be battling cancer or have loved ones battling cancer.  We all need something to make us get out of bed everymorning, to help us fight the fight.  I guess maybe I’m finally ready to let God back into my life.

I went to… Church?

My co-worker has started going to this church, Kensington Community church.  She’s not a religious person, so it was a bit surprising.  Anyway, she really likes it and asked me to come with her yesterday.  I have family and other friends that are members there, so it wasn’t the first time I had heard about it.  It’s supposed to be less like church, more like a rock concert.  I actually had wanted to go for sometime, even before she attended, but I guess I was too chicken.  I am not really a religious person.  Or rather, I guess the catholic church, how I was raised, didn’t really fit me.

So I went, and was pleasantly surprised.  It was really like a concert.  I was amazed by the details they put into the show, there was really great lighting as well as a music video that had to be done by them.  It was actually pretty crazy.  The musicians were so talented.  The speaker (I don’t know if I should call him a pastor or what) was entertaining.  I found that I both laughed and fought back tears in the same sitting. 

So I guess going to church was the right thing for me.  I think I learned some things I need to do for me and hopefully I can bring hubby with me next week…