As many of you know I have been pretty much laid up at home for nearly 4 years after my kneecap moved west without telling me first. I really missed the life I led before the knee thing. I rode my horses, went to church and volunteered for everything I could and I had friends. I've been saying that I wanted to go back to church for months but there was always something going on like medical problems, mental problems, and to be honest I was little fearful of going back. This morning I was up earlier than usual and decided that today was the day I was going to break out of my comfort zone and go worship God. I told myself that nothing else mattered but going to worship my lord. My husband and boys are agnostic so it's just me which is actually nice. The church is, I guess you would say, progressive. It is a part of the Southern Baptist organization but it is nothing like the common SB fire and brimstone church. It's a come as you are, no real dress code, Sunday 'holy' jeans is OK (I mean 'holey jeans'), we sing contemporary Christian songs, and the pastor is as down to earth as you can get. He wore jeans, a button up shirt that wasn't a 'dress' shirt and sneakers. He doesn't preach, neither did the old pastor, but teaches us the message like a one on one conversation. He has fun while giving the sermon and puts it in a format relative to today.
When I walked in the door I saw our coffee volunteer and he was staring at me. I walked up and said "Yes, you DO know who I am. It's Julie" We had a nice conversation and he said he was glad that I'm back. I was looking for some people I knew but didn't see them so I went in and sat down. I met the man sitting behind me and we had a great conversation, new church friend! During the beginning songs I spotted a lady I knew very well. Like me she volunteered for as much as she could. As we were walking out of the sanctuary I tapped her on the shoulder and said "Well hi, remember me?" After a few seconds she recognized me and I refreshed her memory on my name. Right now I couldn't tell you what her name is because I completely suck at remembering names! Lots of hugs and a quick conversation. As I was walking out I see I woman I also recognized and actually remembered her name. I walked over and said "Dolores, is that you?" She gave me the once over and when I told her my name she immediately put down the coffee and gave me a big hug!
Some things have changed since I stopped going. We have the new pastor, the band has grown in instruments and singers. The pastor wore jeans, a button up shirt that wasn't a 'dress' shirt and sneakers. He doesn't preach, neither did the old pastor, but teaches us the message like a one on one conversation. The sermon format with the new pastor is a bit different than the old as it's even more relaxed and fun! He has fun while giving the sermon and puts it in a format relative to today. I feel SO much better for having done something I have missed for so long. It was a little breath of normalcy I've missed since the accident! I'm looking forward to attending regularly, rekindling old friendships, make new friends and get back to volunteering! Thank you God for giving me the strength to take this baby step towards rebooting my life! Amen.