I went back to church

Well I wrote a couple a days ago of not feeling like I can not be spiritually fulfilled in church that concentrates on singing. When I woke up I felt new after a two-week period of fighting with my spouse. My mission on this Sunday was to go Christmas shopping a little bit. But I felt compelled to go the way of an old church I used to attend. I stop, pumped gas into the car and headed to my destination, God’s house. I walked into a selection and felt that I needed to join in. I previously wrote about not wanting to sing. I just wanted the word. Well God showed me something today. He works in mysterious ways and I couldn’t have been happier. I smiled at friends I haven’t seen in a while and they smiled back as the hymn was being sung. I caught the eye of the pastor and she smiled and waved welcoming me back home. It was great feeling and I am here to say I was wrong to write what I wrote a few days ago. I gave my tigh and enjoyed the men’s choir sing in baritone. I hummed along to give them a deeper sound in the Lord’s house. Today was truly the day the lord has given. The sermon of today was “the best is yet to come,” and the pastor couldn’t have been more on point. Things are done in God’s time and that’s the way it will be. After service I received the one gift that I was yearning for such a long time. The people I knew in the church gave me love. We conversed and had a good few moments together. I announced to the Pastor I would be back, and I meant that with all my heart. Today I was a man to take a step back into the right direction. Today I also felt like I was a child that needed those hugs that the sisters of the church gave me. I was searching and found out that I am still a child of god and I finally grew up enough to go back into the word and song and receive the message to take with me for the week ahead.