It is early Sunday morning. Sunday has always been my favorite day of the week. I love to be in worship, sing the hymns, listen to the words of the message and receive a spiritual "boost" for the week ahead. I told Carl as he left last night that I was so disappointed at not being out of the hospital in time to go to church. I could feel my spirit being dragged down at the thought of missing worship. So I got my bible out and read and read and read until I could keep my eyes open no more. I stayed in the Psalms. Verse by verse I was uplifted and literally felt my heavy spirit floating away.
And this morning there is no sadness, no heaviness. I am standing, looking out the window of my hospital room at the most beautiful sunrise that God has painted for me to enjoy. And I will have worship, here at this window, before my Most Holy God. I will sing to Him. I will praise Him and I will receive the message He has for me today as I read His word.
And despite this small setback, Sunday is still my favorite day of the week!!
Sunday, July 26, 2009
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I think that is amazing that you are so devoted to your God that you can make your own amazing worship time in your lonely hospital room. I wish I was as devoted as you are, but sowly you are showing me the way to live my life as a Christian. You are helping me grow as a Christian and everyday you amaze me. Thank you for everything you have done and I knw you will keep on amazing me!
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Jenna
Well done you, you found a way around the problem! I don't go to church anymore because I found it too clicky and that is not what I believe religeon should be. However I was uplifted to receive a visit from my vicar on Thursday, he laid his hands on me (my head) and prayed for me and my family. I was close to tears, it meant so much to me as does my faith. Keep strong Roxanne xxxx
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