2024, the year of the crooked leg
May, 2024 . Let me see if I can properly put the day into words. First, Tamara painted my crutches for me, since I would be “enjoying ” them for an undetermined amount of time. Second , I stayed for church . Normally i would leave after Sunday School and come home to watch church online . I would get tired, quickly. But that day I stayed . We were singing hymns and worship songs, standing for any length of time was difficult , so I decided I would sit …. That is until I saw Janette Sturgis , standing strong . I said to myself, Janice , if Ms Janette can stand to worship, then so can you .
Then.. Pastor John’s sermon stepped all over my toes. I can’t repeat the whole sermon memory wise, but he talked about our life being a triumphal procession. I struggled with this . My life is a witness , good or bad. Every step I take, every word I speak, every post I make, it’s a witness. We are the aroma of Christ to those around us. Let it out . Do we look like Jesus ?
Ms Janette being in church every week, was such a great witness. Today I was incredibly thankful for it . Her presence reminded me that my life is also a witness.
Then followed by Pasfor John‘s sermon .
i struggled a lot during this chapter of my life, trying to figure out how to use it to glorify God And I struggled emotionally, mentally, and physically . That day I needed to be in church. To have my toes stepped on. Reminding me.
side note : I would not have come out stronger that day, had I not decided to stay . To be physically present during the service . You don’t know what you’re missing when you miss the opportunity to attend , ❤️
Then.. Pastor John’s sermon stepped all over my toes. I can’t repeat the whole sermon memory wise, but he talked about our life being a triumphal procession. I struggled with this . My life is a witness , good or bad. Every step I take, every word I speak, every post I make, it’s a witness. We are the aroma of Christ to those around us. Let it out . Do we look like Jesus ?
Ms Janette being in church every week, was such a great witness. Today I was incredibly thankful for it . Her presence reminded me that my life is also a witness.
Then followed by Pasfor John‘s sermon .
i struggled a lot during this chapter of my life, trying to figure out how to use it to glorify God And I struggled emotionally, mentally, and physically . That day I needed to be in church. To have my toes stepped on. Reminding me.
side note : I would not have come out stronger that day, had I not decided to stay . To be physically present during the service . You don’t know what you’re missing when you miss the opportunity to attend , ❤️
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