The Quarry At Stafford

I've been reading this series, you probably heard of it, the "Left Behind" series. If you haven't, it's basically a Christian thriller series, about the goings on between the Rapture and the glorious appearing of Jesus, as it would happen in modern day society. A friend at work got me hooked on it.

The series itself is interesting, but more importantly, it has been making me realize that I've been slipping in my faith. I think God is really kicking me in the butt as I'm reading, reminding me I need to place more faith and worship in him.

I feel bad because I haven't been to church in a while. I moved to Lake Oswego and couldn't go to my favorite church anymore, but that's no excuse, because I started to slip before then. Then I started working Sundays again, and I used that as an excuse. NO MORE! I've got my set Mon-Fri work thing now, and Sunday mornings I'm up anyway to take Tom to work, so I'm going. No more procrastinating.

I wanted to go to the 9 AM service this morning, but when I got there, no one was there. Turns out this month they are joining their usual two services to one starting at 10. Come to think of it, they usually did that in the summer. So I came over to my parents' place to tool around for a bit. Here I am!

I'm not very eloquent in my wording when it comes to religion, because I still feel new. I've believed in God for a long time, but learning the ways of expressing myself with re: to Him is still new (Catholics aren't super vocal in that, as I was raised to be). I remember once during a Bible Study Alicia and I went to, the pastor told us that the hard thing about being a living sacrifice to God was that we could crawl off the alter. I feel I do this too much.

I've long believed that not everyone needs to go the church on Sundays. If you believe in God, love him, love Jesus, and don't think you need church, that's cool. We all function different in that way. But I'm realizing that I need it to keep my grounding in my faith. I'm like a balloon I guess; if you don't tie me down, I fly away.

I almost did it this morning; I was like, "Oh, service is later, maybe I'll just go next Sunday" but that's a bunch of crap. It makes no sense, it's not like I have other plans.

These are just the ramblings of a mad woman. My major point was to ask that you guys encourage me to go to church. I don't know how you'll do it, through prayer or verbal nuances but I need it. I really want to do this, and I know God does too. He's practically shaking me and telling me how important it is.

On a totally different note, we're finally getting internet FOR SURE on Saturday. Woo hoo! More LJ updates!