Oh These Crazy Times

Today I had a meeting with my pastor about things going on in the church. We didn’t touch much on the subject about Homosexual Pastors, but it turned into a discussion more about how our church is lacking in the “connection” department. 

And I told her how I felt less and less connected to the congregation. I felt like I was just going through the motions being on the worship team. I just haven’t felt anything and I found a place where I was accepted-not just for my musical talent either. 

She told me that I wasn’t the only one that was starting to feel that way. She said there was a lack of fellowship with people in my generation. They feel like they are disconnected from the congregation because there really isn’t any form of a ministry for them. And she was trying to find a way to rectify the dilemma. 

I told her that I felt more connected with my online “church family” than I did with my own church family. I feel like I can tell them my feelings and not be judge. And there is uplifting when I talk to them. ~thank you my downhomies! You know who you are~ 

So we talked a little more and she said that she would support my decision whatever I chose. She also mentioned  that if I wanted to get together with her to help her with ideas to get my generation more involved with the fellowship of the church, it would be great. 

Now I am at another crossroads. I don’t want to leave the church, but like Pastor Mary said, there is a long road to recovery for our church. And I don’t want to be in a place that I feel dry either. I have found a great fellowship with great ministries and learning at New Hope. 

I am praying faithfully that God leads me to the right choice. I know he will and I know he will lead me where he feels the need. And I can’t stop him. There’s no point in going against him; he will just point you where he wants you and you will end up there one way or another ☺