An Excitingly Wonderful Discovery

Wooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!! Ok, guys it is actual almost to much to contain my excitement. Last Friday I went to the most wonderful, fantastic and amazing place, full of people, my age, who understand me and were all there to love god. I almost didn't go but boy, am I glad I did!

And to think I so almost didn't go. I so almost did my usual chicken run, my usual whimp out. Sitting in the cold, watching my brother playing cricket in his whites I so almost didn't ask. But I did and I thank god for providing me with the courage I needed to go. I thank god for helping me up that churchpath and I thank god for being right behind me as I walked into a room full of strangers of whom I had never met before.

It would be an understatement to say I was nervous, I was petrified. But god was behind me and as soon as the fun began all my nerves, literally dissapeared. For a start the leader was really cool and didn't make me feel nervouse or worried at all. She was young and took me to find some people I might know (I found out about Youth Church through a friend who unfortunately wasn't there that week) and I just had such an amazing time.

The people I met were all around my age and so nice it was unbelievable. I mean they made me feel comfortable staight away with a game of UNO! I hadn't played UNO in ages! So we were half way through the UNO tornament when bible study started. I wasn't a bit annoyed my game had been distrupted as I was quite looking forward to finally being able to fully understand the word of god.

The bible study was also really, really cool. My goodness, why was everything about this place so cool. We were studying the ressurection which was pretty big stuff for my first time but it was also really good to be able to put everything into perspective. They used a youtube clip and then questions to explain the section which was all about our coming ressurection, if you like. The woman explained about a group of people who were willing to accept Jesus' ascension and ressurection but who found it harder to understand their impending own. Which I totally can relate to. Well we sat down and disscused the whole situation and it made it very easy to understand.

How when Jesus died all sins were forgiven and everything bad was defeated. How he gave us a second chance and how eventually at the end, everything will be under the hand of Jesus. I basically now understand how amazing Jesus was and how lucky we are to have him.

And I feel very lucky to have found Youth Church and that god has helped me find Youth Church. After the bible study we played games of table tennis, table football and air hockey and kinda chilled for an hour and I managed to make some really nice friends.

So I now thank god muchly for helping me find Youth Church and giving me the courage to go through with it. :)

A Sin

I have something on my conscience and I'm finding it really hard to talk about right now - it's the hardest thing to do, admitting your wrongs. Admitting what you've neglected, rebelled against, forgotten - in my case, been too cowardly to go through with something. Two Sundays ago now, I didn't attend church and it wasn't because I didn't have the time/chance. It's quite a long story but I'll tell you it anyway.

I hadn't been to church for a few Sundays because off other commitments so it was kinda important that I attended that Sunday. The First Problem: I had been invited to a sleepover on Saturday night and was in two minds whether to go. I knew I could go to church on Sunday night if I wanted to but the sleep bit was in a camper van - which I really didn't fancy. So, after long deliberation, I decided that I wouldn't sleep, which meant mum and dad had to sacrifice their night out - they weren't happy. First problem overcome.

Second Problem: telling mum. On the Sunday mum still wasn't happy (my brother's sleepover at his friends had, too been kyboshed) and I was finding it difficult to ask if I could go to church. I had decided to stick to going to church in the evening so all I had to do was to ask mum, but I just couldn't do it. Eventually after hours of anxiety and a endorphin releasing gym session, I finally gathered the courage to ask mum. She said, 'Yeah, I suppose'. Problem two, sorted.

Now problem three was where it all went wrong. Truth be told, I was worried about going to a new church (our church doesn't do evening services), about meeting new people again. So I sat in the living room dreading, not the service, but the people - who by the way there is probably nothing wrong with. So I sat, aware it was getting closer to 6:30 and hearing dinner being almost ready. I don't know what I was feeling really. I was dreading meeting new people, I sometimes feel like an outsider in new-people situations, but wanting to go to the service and knowing god will be dissapointed with me if I don't. So, I did what I do best, ignored the problem, and walked into eat dinner at 6:30 without a word. But inside I felt like rubbish.

That night I prayed to god begging him to forgive me and I sincerely hope that he has. Because it was a terrible thing that I did and I felt sorry all night and the next day and the day after that and still today as I write. However, one good thing came out of this, I went to youth church on Friday - another newbie situation - and it was amazing