The Elephant in the Room
In my first post, I was interested in relating to church in a different way due to Sunday headaches and sensory overload. Then I was in danger of just writing devotional posts and ignoring the proverbial. So, here's an update.
Sometimes, I visit a church or churches for varying reasons on varying days and at varying times.
I don't beat myself up for not being 'a regular' and I enjoy spending most Sunday mornings at home with Mum.
I attend a small group during the week. Interestingly, the first part of small group this week was trying, along with a friend, to find a safe place to take a young, somewhat disoriented person, who was roaming the suburbs.
I've been in a number of 'not officially church' settings and felt very much as though I was in fellowship and even worship.
Frequently, I experience a sense of connectedness through silent worship.
While not aspiring to be like the 'oblong mob' in Midsomer Murders, I am following my heart more than before. I treat myself to an extended outbreath and relinquish unhelpful rituals. It's more of a 'sinking down' into God, into the heart.
Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid. John 14: 27

Not all elephants are unfriendly. But once discovered, I wonder should we still call them "elephants"?
ReplyDeleteGood question 😀
DeleteHope you managed to find a good safe place for the young person
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