Notes about Church

Another note about my Church experience. A couple weeks ago, a friend asked why I hadn't been at Church and I leveled with her by telling her honestly why I felt out of place -- that no one seemed to notice that I was even there. I was surprised by her response: I feel the same way -- and so do some others. I'd never considered that others felt the way I did. We had a heart to heart chat and I decided that her reason for coming was reason enough for me; I know it's true.

She gets a hug every Sunday now.

Another woman, at an activity, made me 'take back' that I was 'inactive.' She has always greeted me with a hug and a smile. Her whole attitude makes me feel that I am somebody and I've always loved her for the way she makes me feel. She's treated me like a friend when no one else did. She also helped me see that being at Church was better than staying home.

There are probably others who feel that no one pays them any attention. One woman comes in just before services begin and exits about as soon as the last word is said. Then she complains that no one notices her. There are several people who do that. If they would just be quicker to arrive early and slower to leave early, they would discover plenty of people who would stop and say hello or chat. I've noticed that if you take a minute to speak to one person, you usually don't get to speak to others. It is true that Sunday is busy getting to classes and doing various tasks.

Since as far back as I can remember, church has been a blessing in my life. Usually, I get about as much out of it as I put into it. When I put my heart and soul into it, I feel good.