I began a post and have just deleted what I was writing. I am tired.
Church and what to do about church, where to go, how to serve, do we do church or are we supposed to be the church? Our lives are different today than last week, schedule changes are forcing other changes in our lives. These are welcome changes but we don’t really know what the changes are.
I want to write about it all, about my questions, my convictions and what it all means to me and my family and how we serve in our local church. But I am fearful. I don’t want to be the complainer, the whiner, the trouble maker. I love this fellowship. I love the people and the leadership. I can only imagine how difficult it would be to have someone like me buzzing around asking, why? why? why? all the time. I don’t want to cause discouragement in someone else or to cause discontent. So, I sit in the chair and I write to God and draw and wait for answers, direction.
Immersed in the Mystery,
Cynthia
