There you have it, why I like church. Besides, look how cute the kids are in their little dresses. :)
I have always enjoyed writing, whether for research or just poetry, or even silly stories. Here will be my area to write for the world wide web about crazy or not so crazy things about my life. I have the two princesses, and they keep me busy, but I hope to be able to write often.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
on going to church...
Here in Alabama church is pretty consistent, most people go. I am reminded of when I was in Utah, most people went there, but it seemed like it was mostly a defensive move, to prove the Mormons wrong or something. I like going to church, it's nice having another community that I belong to. I like having dinner prepared for me on Wednesday nights, and the kids can play while I chat with other moms. I also like believing in God. I feel better feeling like something bigger is taking care of things here. I don't think, however, that there is a "wrong church" or a "right church", I think that as long as we go, it's all good. Now, I don't mean that if you don't go it's bad, you have that right as a human being, if you can't fit it in your day then by all means, don't go. I like going because I feel better when I go to church. I like singing the hymns and the fellowship with the people at church, feeling like I'm being cared for, not just by a higher power, but also by the congregation. I feel better not only by praying for the poor, sick and suffering, also because we donate time, money and service to them.
There you have it, why I like church. Besides, look how cute the kids are in their little dresses. :)
There you have it, why I like church. Besides, look how cute the kids are in their little dresses. :)
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I feel the same way. I know a lot of people look down on church and church-goers (and believe me, there are plenty of people out there who give them reason to), but there is so much that a church can provide...fellowship, reinforcement in the belief that we're all not here by some weird coincidence, support in good times and bad, and a stronger sense of community.
To me (and I only speak for me) those things are worth getting up early on Sunday morning for.
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