When I drove home tonight, it was clear that it was some sort of tornadic activity. There were tree limbs down all over parking lots, and some of the limbs had been broken in several places. One or two parking lots had sections of fence down, but thankfully nothing major was blocking my way home, and I made it to my bariatric support group with no major difficulties.
Would that this search was as easy. It has been a tornado of a journey finding a new church so far, and there has been some damage along the way (before I launched this blog). Right now I'm in a little bit of a safe harbor, but am I at my final destination? I just don't know. One person yesterday opined that I should stop here and stay awhile, and that dating shouldn't be a big thing. Unfortunately, for me it is.
That's been one of the hardest things I've struggled with in the course of this church search. God is supposed to be first. Everything else is supposed to be secondary. I'd like to think there is a place I can fit where I can do both, but maybe I'm setting my sights too high. All I know is I'm sick and tired of being lonely.
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