I went to cg last night. It was my first ring activity this month. It was great and helped me confirm that yep, I definitely miss this. I kind of think I go into withdrawal. Don't get me wrong, I'm still spiritually dotting my i's and crossing my ts. Quiet time with Him has been great, quiet, but great. But I miss people. For all my anti-social behavior, I miss you!
I miss my own kind. Christians. Sunday nights make me ache knowing I'm not going to be able to smile at you, get a great hug, or fan that flame that burns in me to love people. Conviction, affirmation, basically any -tion word you can get at church, I miss! On the plus side, feeling that way pushes me straight into Him. Whether its His word, something I'm reading, a song. Which is by no means bad. Its WONDERful. But boy oh boy, I'm chomping at the bit to come back home!
I miss my own kind. Christians. Sunday nights make me ache knowing I'm not going to be able to smile at you, get a great hug, or fan that flame that burns in me to love people. Conviction, affirmation, basically any -tion word you can get at church, I miss! On the plus side, feeling that way pushes me straight into Him. Whether its His word, something I'm reading, a song. Which is by no means bad. Its WONDERful. But boy oh boy, I'm chomping at the bit to come back home!
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Follow-up:
Tonight I got a blank text message from my worship leader. Having an A name, I'm the first on his contact list. He sometimes calls because he forgets to turn his keylock on so I usually screen him. Well, I got a text, so I replied back with a friendly howdy. He calls me and says, "I was just thinking about you yesterday! I was thinking, where the freak is Allison?"
So we talk for maybe 30 seconds more about where and why, but that's not the point of this story. The point is God being so gentle and kind to use him to let me know that while I'm missing, I'm being missed too.
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