I was browsing through some old journal entries, this one I wrote on October 3, 2002.
It was not until recently, when I departed from religion that I began to understand my relationship with God. My departure from church was an attempt to grow closer to God. I did not want to go to church so I simply did not go. Why should we feel that we always have to go to church because that is what we are supposed to do? I want to go to church for the right reasons. I needed time away so God could bring that desire back into my heart. I have to believe it 100% in my heart for it to be real to me.
Sometimes my life feels as lonely as this street is at 3 am.
I feel like I should I print this picture and post it at my desk…sometimes we all need to stop and relax. I have been meaning to have a sabbath day once a week. A time for me and God to spend quality time together. To talk, laugh, and cry. For me to be angry, to be honest with God. Brutally honest on how I feel.
“Why should we feel that we always have to go to church because that is what we are supposed to do? I want to go to church for the right reasons…I have to believe it 100% in my heart for it to be real to me.”
Me, too. A very heartfelt “Me, too.” 🙂