This past Sunday, my friend visited my church. It was an odd visit, as my Sunday school teacher was on vacation so we had to crash a class I’d never attended, and my pastor has seemed kind of down for the past couple of weeks so the sermon was subdued and even our choir was singing different songs because of the holiday. Despite all the oddness, I loved having her visit.
Part of my enjoyment was because I love my church. I really, really do. Next month will mark my one year anniversary of attending Judson Memorial for the first time. I’ve really enjoyed getting to know the people, getting involved (in little ways because I’m still a giant chicken shy), and growing closer to God. And I have definitely grown in the past year! I’ve learned so much from the sermons and lessons, from singing and praising with others and from praying for and with my new church friends.
That last bit is the other reason I enjoyed attending church with my friend. I miss praying with her! We used to live together which gave us the opportunity to pray together often, and after that we had bible studies and dinners and phone conversations where prayer was included. But it’s been a long time since we were in church together. Since we sat and prayed, not because one of us called the other on the phone and needed it, or because we were ready to start eating, but because we were just there to worship and praise God together. The opportunity to pray together is something that I’ve missed, and it’s something I’m so happy I got a chance to have this Sunday.
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