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I Know It's Not Just Me

I hate to say this...but is it just me, or is there something wrong when you're talking to a friend and she says, "You know, the only time I hear happines out of you regarding your church is when you're talking about the dance group." She went on to say that my church frustrates her [she goes to a different one]. She related how she feels that church should be a place you feel safe at...which is when I told her she sounded like my boyfriend [minus the delightful English accent of course].
And then an hour later...my friend who was recently kicked out of my church...almost but not quite invited me to her new one. By that, she just let me know when it started in the morning.
I have mixed feelings as this is the friend that told me she lied to me and didn't trust me and all that...so I don't know how we would get on being at the same church again.
But at the same time...I do know the people she know calls pastor and know that they're good and godly people. I think I would feel safe with them.
Ah, the thoughts that tumble in my head. I was working last night, helping one of the guys jog the newspapers as they flew off the press and I told him, "I've figured out the secret to jogging papers...it's not thinking about what you're doing." Which he agreed with. And then I said, "I just haven't been able to stop thinking about it yet." Cracked him up!!!
I once told Pastor Norm that half my problem was that I thought too much...and the other half being that I didn't think enough.
Oh ~ I'm not hurting quite as badly tonight, so maybe Gerry was right and my hands will get used to the work. Still thinking of going and seeing Doc and having him crack my back into shape. :)

Comments

M. C. Pearson said…
Hi sweetie. You'll be in my prayers tonight. Hope it all works out! I sorta tagged you on my post. Heh.
Jean-Luc Picard said…
That is so difficult, Ciera. A new church is right for you, but not the one that you've been invited to. It sounds like you're transferring your old problems to another place.

We all think a lot; it's part of life. I'm still concerned about those hands of yours.
Ciera said…
Thanks Mimi...just sort of tagged me huh? Yeah yeah yeah...

Jean-Luc I know you are :)

As for the new church...I haven't made up my mind yet what to tell her. She invited me in last night and we talked for a while...ok, she talked, I listened...more needs to be said though before I would ever be able to go to the same church as her.
utenzi said…
Might be time to shift continents not just churches. Your town is too small for you to get away from your difficulties there, Ciera.

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