When God Flips The Script
What a whirlwind the past five days have been! First and foremost, PRAISE GOD! He has encouraged me, used me, corrected me, humbled me and brought so much joy that I can't contain it. What I thought would be a wedding weekend became something much more. It was a reminder that God sustains, redirects, and even lovingly corrects us when we least expect it.
When My Heart Prays What My Lips Can Not
Recently, I attended my first prayer meeting at church.
I expected it to be meaningful. I didn’t expect it to undo me.
As the people around me began to pray, I listened quietly, grateful simply to be there. But when the woman beside me began praying for unsaved husbands, something inside me broke open. Before I could stop it, tears came. My throat tightened and I started to sob. By the time it was my turn to pray, I couldn’t speak a single word.
Why I’m Thankful for the Pause Button
This series was taught during the adult Sunday school class at church, l before I ever started attending Calvary. Somehow, though, the Lord saw fit to place it in front of me through their YouTube channel, and I’ve found myself slowly making my way through it. I’m about halfway now, and it’s been deep, even gritty at times, but in the best way. It's the kind of teaching that settles in and lingers. To quote my Grandpop, "It sticks to the bones."
What an Incredible Weekend
My heart is full as I write this entry. Something shifted in the past week, like when dirt settles into a pot. I’ve been attending my church for a little over 4 ½ months, yet in the last week since I attended the first membership class, until the end of PM Worship service last night, I felt myself settle into place. It’s hard to put into words and I spent the drive home last night just praising God for the incredible joy I felt even though I’d been running on very little sleep.
Life Since Changing Churches
On November 3rd of last year, I left the church I had attended for two and a half years. It wasn’t an easy decision, but it was the right one. A month later, I began attending a church a few miles away in a neighboring town. In the four months since, I’ve received so many quiet confirmations that the move was exactly what it needed to be.