Real Talks- Real In
It's been about 4 months since I have gone to church. I used to go steady every Sunday, same time same place. Then I stopped- and every Sunday I would wake up and think to myself that I should go. Before I knew it- another Sunday had passed until I was sitting at three months later.
One thing I do remember is how much better- attending church regularly had made me- fostering my faith had truly improved my person. So... late last night- I had a talk with God as I often do but this time I told him everything. Long behold I found myself heading to 12pm service today. Scared and nervous- I sat through the service and already felt a sense of encouragement come over me.
I was in need of faith- I needed to believe again. I am hoping and praying that this will be the new beginning - back to the path I should have stayed on.