It felt so good to go to church today. After having to attend another church last week (family obligation, different denomination and practice), it was nice to truly be able to say, "I was glad when they said unto me, let us go into the house of the Lord."
It's been in the nineties here this weekend. Not good for a teacher who has tons of grading to do (quarter ended Friday, grades due Wednesday a.m.). Not good at all.
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How synchronicitous! I had very much the same experience yesterday!
I wish I could feel that way about curch. I'm a fairly religious person, but it seems that the moment I enter a house of worship my mind is instantly elsewhere.
The priest starts talking about the eternal glory of God and our spiritual salvation, and as if a switch has been flipped I'm focused immediately on video games, music, my homework, or literally anything but church.
And you're lucky that it's in the nineties; it's 47°F where I am and I can't stand it!
cool, elizabeth! it felt like a really good thing.
blackenedboy, i've totally been where you are, too. probably spent more time there than here. you do what you can; take notes, write poetry, latch onto a good phrase and delve into it, pay attention to the music or the candles. if it bugs you, pray and ask for help; if it doesn't bother you, then just keep showing up.
one of the things i've learned in the past decade is that i'm not always going to feel like doing what i know or even believe i should do. but if i keep doing the right thing, eventually (sometimes *very* eventually) the feelings catch up with the actions. i have to be ok with that.
nineties was a bit much. today was eighties. tomorrow will be sixties, and the following day seventies. i'm expecting a lot of people to get sick with this ridiculous fluctuation. but if the weather's the worst thing i have to complain about, then i'm pretty lucky. :-)
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