I grew up in church. We were there Sundays and Wednesdays. We were in Sunday School, Children's Choir and GA's. We worked the nursery, we went on every choir retreat and mission trip. We were completely dedicated members. Then, I went to college. While in college, I slacked off. Then after college, I would go here and there but still not as diligently as I should. I've bounced from church to church and just couldn't find my home. The church I had grown up in is great, but it didn't feel as though that's where God had called me to be. Until the past few months, I had just kind of given up. I wanted to be involved in a church but just felt so alone trying to find the place for me. I realize going to church isn't about me and I shouldn't be concerned with the fact that I was going alone, but it really bothered me. I grew up with my whole family crammed on the fifth pew in the center isle every Sunday. So, as you can imagine, the search for somewhere new was somewhat out of my comfort zone.
This past week, I have been hearing, "Melesa, you have to go Sunday." When I would try and figure out where,I had no idea. So all week I've been dreading the fact that I would spend another Sunday, feeling awkward, in a new place by myself. I was going to obey but I was NOT looking forward to it and really had no idea where I was going to go. It's hard being my age and joining a church in the South. The groups are already formed and they aren't that easy to become a part of and you may be a little surmised but, more than likely, I wouldn't even try.
THEN TA DAH! He showed up and He showed out! Around 9:00pm, my person, Erin sent me a text and said, "Hey! Church of the Highlands is having their first service in Huntsville tomorrow. Do you want to go with me?" My first concern was the time. I work at 11:00 tomorrow at Bridgestreet. The service is at 9:30 and it is at Columbia High School.....right by Bridgestreet. All of my excuses were diminished. Time is perfect. Location is perfect. Not only will I not be by myself, but I will be with one of my very best friends, and it will be the first service for the church. It will be everyone's first day!
I think that I've been praising him in the hallway so long that he is finally opening a window. Finally a breath of fresh air. Can't wait to see what is in store for us tomorrow.
Stay tuned!
Until next time,
M.
