From Embarassment to Revelation: A Sunday I won't Forget
Coughs, this is meπ
Today, I woke up with that tempting feeling of wanting to sleep in a little longer… and honestly, I gave in. When I finally opened my eyes the second time, I remembered I’m trying to build a devotional habit, so I got up and prayed. It wasn’t long (about three minutes really), but it mattered. Afterwards, I went to the living room, picked up my Bible, and continued my reading in the book of Acts. Then it hit me, I should probably start getting ready for church. I had gotten ready and then we hit the road. At church, I spotted one of my beloved mentors (one of those teachers of God’s Word to teens who truly inspire me). Excited, I walked briskly (okay, maybe almost ran π
) to her and gave her a hug, one of the best hugs I’ve had in a while. Then I went into the teens’ church. It had been renovated recently, so the place looked absolutely fabulous. I waved at familiar faces just as service began. We prayed, worshipped, and got into the Word. Guess what? The men...