Marvelous Sunday

I love Sundays...which is funny because a year ago I would have told you I dreaded them. I dreaded them only because I viewed my Sundays as all about my circumstances and how I felt. There were times I forced myself out of bed every Sunday morning and prepared to be emotionally kicked in the stomach. If you have no idea what happened to me last year then you really don't get why I would relate church to getting kicked in the stomach. You can ask, if you so desire, I just don't want to spend this blog ranting about things that have unfolded in my life. If you do know and you notice me doing it, please yell at me. It's been a year now, things have gotten resolved, and now we must bury this part of life we all seem to go through.
Anywhoo...my favorite part of church was service. First, along with all the other women in the church probably, I cried during Pastor Bob and Mrs Johnson anniversay special. I love seeing marriages last as the center their love is in Christ. I lost it when Mrs. Johnson cried. I love that couple so much. Before the tear jerker scene...my default best cousin friend got baptized and that was just amazing. I love Katey! : )
Then the sermon....ahhhhhhhh I didn't want him to stop anytime soon. The sermon went much too fast and I could have listened for hours more. Idolatry is really the biggest struggle of my life. I have been fighting it along with God as my help for years. Someday, with God as my help, I will defeat that sin. : )