Today's post was written by BH member, Ruth Wise.
It was a beautiful Sunday morning. My husband had already gone to work. Our 4 children were 5, 9, 11, and 13. Time to go to church. So we all jump into the car and off we went.
Don’t remember what caused the problem, but I ended up yelling and frustrated by the time we got there. Put on a "smiley" face and set down to worship. Same scenario on the way home.
This had become a typical Sunday morning. We had recently moved and were going to a new church. No friends. A husband who was never around to help. I felt so alone. I got by myself that afternoon and asked myself, "Is this how I want my children to remember going to church? No!"
So I told God, "You know how my life is. I am dying inside. I’m not sure if You are there. I have no one to talk to about my problems. Our Bible study group from our old church is meeting here Friday night for the last time. I am quitting. I’m through with church. The only reason I will continue talking with You is because I don’t have anyone else to talk to." A hopeless, dismal future seemed to be facing me.
Friday night came. Our Bible study group met. And we had a visitor, who just happened to be a youth evangelist. Our study was on Revelation. By the middle of the meeting, our study leader gave the floor over to the evangelist who made the Word come alive, and my soul soaked it up just like a sponge. By the end of the meeting I knew God is ALIVE. I did not quit church. I had hope and a future because I knew God cared for me!
"But from there you will seek the Lord your God and you will find him, if you search after him with all your heart and with all your soul." -Deut. 4:29