k well i decided to go ahead and go. I went to this FirstBaptist here in the square and it wasnt horrible, of course it was a bit ordinary for my liking but not bad… i walked in, 7 minutes early, and was immediatly greeted by quite a few people, then the Pastor, Chad, followed by his wife, holly, who seemed very delightful, he, however, seemed like he didnt really kno what to say, i made it known that i am looking for a church to begin visiting semi-regularly, quickly summed up the fact that i hav a 5month old baby and live with my mother (who kept the kevin for me just incase) although one thing i didnt appreciate was that when i mentioned my baby every one seemed to assume i was married and asked if my husband came with,… as if a mother, couldnt be a mother, without a husband… I also met a lady, Dawn that does animal rescuing as well and we exchanged numbers… Holly and chad hav 3kids, and the church is looking for a new music leader and a new youth minister, teeheehee my mind goes I’ll do it I’ll do it, ha like that would ever happen if they heard my true beliefes though it would be awesome to hav an opportunity like that i dont think it will happen untill we hav our own church,…

ANYWAY,… the first thing i noticed as chad started speaking to the congrigation was, his energy level, it was Great, at first, then (as i was taking notes) the word “great” became “high” and soon had a “very” in front of it, ok his energy level maybe a little too high, but hey thats better then dull, right? He took a long time to get to his point, said he has a tendency for stepping on toes and that he would probably step on toes more today then he has in the past so in my head i’m thinking “awesome this should be good i picked the right sunday to come” but on and on he went about being bold and stepping on toes, but, it really just seemed like the same old stuff, Church is for God, not us if we feel church is for us we as a church will die, and was asking, how far are you willing to go for God / church, and there is nothing, no act, more important then glorifying God… like i said just a little to same old same old for me, although he kept on talking about how he was probably stepping on toes,… he told of his first youth group that he ministered to that started as 60 and at first i thought he was going to say how he doubled it or something but he actually went on to tell how in the year he was there it had dwindled down to 20, and that it was not because of the church itsself, but because the teens these days love the world more then God, but … idk… how can he say its not the church? isnt it the churches “job” per say, to make the youth love God more then the world??? idk…

The average age group seemed to be around 50-60, there were mostly older couples, a few families and a few young children, but one youth boy, he sat on the same pue as me at the opposite end, he looked maybe 17-19, and it seemed like he didnt kno anyone there, i felt like i should say something to him, but the words never came, so another day i suppose…

Well im off to see the inlaws now, so i’ll talk more later see ya.

Goodmorning Imperfect, good morning brother, *yawns and stretches* i’m thinking about maybe going to church this morning, i’ve been kinda feeling a pull toward this one church for like two months now but God just hasn’t made the time right for me yet…maybe this morning…idk…maybe not…i havn’t been to a church in, damn like a year now…idk what i’d say, and i wouldnt wanna leave kevin with some stranger in the nursery…so…it’d hav to be a church that doesnt mind having a baby in the congrigation… and if it did mind, and “asked me nicely” (ya kno the way churches always do) to please leave him in the nursery, i’d probly end up saying some really not nice words….and then there is also the fact that the only articles of clothing that i own that still fits my newly plump body, are my lovely colection of pajamas….. and well,… idk if that church would appreciate that,… as much as it deserves to be appreciated, I hav Pooh pajamas, Eor pajamas, three pair of Tinkerbell pajamas,…  then theres alwaays my army sweats from the good old days….i just don’t kno, a first baptist church, may look down on that, and, not that i nessecarily (i cant spell that word) CARE what they think i would just rather not hav confrontation infront of my 5month old son….

speakin of which! he had bananas for breakfast this morning!!!! and he loved them!!! ate almost half the jar! and now he’s enjoying his morning milk! and shiting lol gotta love babies! and as usual i am drinking room-tempeture coffee (yuck) because as soon as i poored my fresh cup this morning he needed changing…oh well i love being a mom! and i’d drink room-tempature coffee for the rest of my life if i had to for him lol.

hghjkijhyhjhngjkm  m n n nmn mknmn lol kevin says hi too.

well i’m sure i’ll be back soon, maybe tonight, maybe not 😉 Love ya!

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