I have been attending a new church for
the past few weeks. I also decided to join a small group. To tell you the
truth, I was not completely comfortable making all these decisions, all these
new beginnings, but I guess no one is completely confident in reaching out to
new territories. On the way down, though, I pretty much ran into a hanging
chain and ruined the front tire of my bike. I even thought about heading back
home after the incident, but I figured the devil would have liked that a lot.
Naturally, I decided to see through what was put in my heart just a little
longer. It took a littler while for me to get to the meeting place, but, all
in all, I had such a wonderful time. It had been a while since I talked to a
lot of people, so I was rather quiet during the meeting, but by the time I was
home, I was very much encouraged. Just the fact that there were people
gathering together to simply read the Bible, sharing their struggles to live a
life of a Christ-follower, was very refreshing. I wanted to be a better man. I
was actually having doubts to my decision to move on from the church I had
originally attended, but I guess there really are no answers in life, simply
choices.
I always had in mind that there were
objectives that needed to be achieved for me to move on with life. Maybe it was
from all the video games I had played, but I felt the pressure of needing to get
something done. I feel like I lost a lot because of this.
I try to stay away from clichés, but something
worth mentioning was that there will always be an end in this life. Instead of shying
away from the pain of departure, I feel like I should treasure the moment all
the more.
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