Make your words sweet…

…for you may have to eat them later! 

I say that because I am eating my words and they’re quite bitter.  :(  I said I didn’t want to attend this church because of numerous things that have since been reconciled, but I was too proud to admit I didn’t know it and was too haughty to think I would go anywhere other than what I found by myself. And now…what was my church is now the church I used to attend. I was going to join, but I missed the membership class on Sunday by about 2 weeks. I am convinced that was the hand of God leading me to be patient and wait- the church only has membership classes every quarter or so…and I just missed it. Now, had I already joined, it would make this process I’m going through now much harder. But God, in His sovereignty, knew that I needed that church at the time, and He knew what was coming down the road. I am now going with S to his church, and I’ve just recently completed the membership process there. We have an amazing senior pastor who brings The Word of God every Sunday with a passion and fire that are unrivaled, yet in the most genuine, urgent and modern way. The heart of the church is undeniably mission-minded, and our pastor is moving every day toward being even more solid in that aspect. I’m excited about going to church, I love to be in that building on Sundays, surrounded by a faith family who shares the same goals I do, and I have actually very much gotten used to the worship style. I didn’t think I would be able to- rather, I thought it would take much longer than it has- and I’m now very much at ease and comfortable with it all- well, most of it. I still tear up every time someone is baptized. 

All that to say, make ‘em taste good, y’all…they may come back in the menu of the day- and soon.