Can I whine just for a minute?
I realize that in a very recent post I described myself as “not wimpy” But aren’t I entitled to whine from time to time? My husband who lives in a house with 5 women, one girl cat, and two female hamsters calls these days, “Emotional Days”. And I believe he’s qualified to say that, so I don’t get angry when he diagnoses me. We’ve come to the conclusion that female hormones don’t make their appearance at puberty, but rather at birth.
This is my dilemma…..I miss church!!
Yes, I go to church all the time. Yes, I actually try to pay attention. And yes, I realize I voluntarily came to this country. But I miss the churches of America.
I miss the revivals, the camp meetings, the ladies fellowships and the special Thanksgiving services. I miss dinner on the grounds, hugs, shouts of ‘Amen’, ‘Glory’, & ‘Hallelujah‘. I miss seeing the altars full, and more than that, I miss being one of those at the altar. I miss being able to hear someone pray over me and seeing someone get saved that we’ve prayed years for. I miss being in church with my extended family, hearing my aunt sing, watching my cousin sing (notice Danielle that I said ‘watch’ you sing, not hear you sing!;)) I just miss it all!!
This is all part of culture shock, I know. I had hoped I was past all that. I’m beginning to realize that as strong as I think I am I will still struggle with differences from time to time. Last night, we had a really great time at church. Such a sweet spirit, full house, and a yummy dessert fellowship afterwards. I can see God’s hand moving in the hearts and lives of those present, including me, but it will always be different.
And that’s okay. It’s not supposed to be the same. I just needed to whine a little.