Thursday, January 17, 2008

Did you ever get news so unexpected that it feels like someone told you about a death in the family?

That's the kind of news I got last night. It disturbed me to a point that I couldn't concentrate on pleasant diversions like American Idol and Project Runway. I really felt for Richie, because he knew what kind of funk it put me in, and I was certainly no fun to be around last night. It upset me so badly that I woke up at 3:30 this morning with a migraine.

I don't understand the people in my church. I love them, each and every one of them. But sometimes they do the most ridiculous things. Aren't Christians supposed to open their arms and hearts up to people in our church? Why, when someone comes in, do they strive to tear them down, oppose everything they try to do in our church? Especially someone with such an obvious love for God, someone who wants to worship God with all their heart, soul, and mind and life. It makes me glad that my faith is in God, and not in other Christians, because I'm beginning to wonder how many Christians we actually have in our church.

One of the stages of grieving is anger. And boy, I'm so angry I could spit.

2 comments:

Bekah said...

i'm guessing i know what you are talking about hence my latest posts on changing churches. its sickening, it really is

The Shumards said...

Josie Girl, I am right there with you. My old church up there had its fair share of problems, but man. I am just praying really hard for the WHOLE situation. What ever are we going to do??