Today I thought I went to church… I remembered waking up, turning the alarm off, having breakfast and heading to church… As I got there I opened the door of the building seeing people there ready to welcome in as usual and then there was a clock by my bed side saying it was 12:30 – kinda annoying.
I had missed the day, church was on around 10.15 to 12:30 ish – I had seen from their website that there was someone I liked to listen and learn from but that didn’t happen. Many people in church seem to talk in a way that depresses or bores you with almost the same tone for so long in talking. I get distracted very easily and my mind wanders and stop listening.
I enjoy the speakers at events such as IXth hour as they keep the audience inticed, and interested. I seem to learn better too as my mind is stimulated rather than lulled to a sleep.
I often think that I should go to church, before it was something you had to do, not by choice.
A long time ago, I learned that its the people not the place – the church but still its nice to have somewhere to go that you know there is people meeting with the same goals, and beliefs if only for a few hours each week.
Maybe i’m not where I’m meant to be yet… I’ll get there eventually I think. I want somewhere lively, active, and looking forward instead of just the polotics of how to do things.