The church tells us to forgive, to let it go, to move on, but most of all to try to be present at church on Sunday.
If you’ve been a Christian for very long and have been a part of the local church, you have heard people quote, Do not forsake the assembling of yourselves together…
I hear that verse in my mind sometimes when I think about not going to church.
Last night we went. It was the longest hour and a half my husband and I had spent all week.
Almost everything done in church reminds us of our pain.
Truthfully, I just don’t know if right now I’m going to be able to continue going.
The same songs are sung as in our previous church.
The same style of worship.
The same way of doing communion.
So many of the same words.
I was having constant memories of him.
I prayed God would speak to my heart, show me if there was anything I needed to deal with, but nothing came to mind.
Only memories of the pain.
Please pray for our family. It’s hard to know what to do.
It seems we need a refuge outside of the church.