So to continue about Saturday; after the library we came home and Tom put some of the tools in his truck. Since he took them out of the office we were able to clean up and set up my half of the room. we put up some pictures and set up my bead table.
This is what the office looked like before
And this is what it looks like now
I can now walk into the room :) Lord willing we will be able to get the garage soon. we will then be able to get all the stuff off the floor and Tom's clothes in the closet. We would also be able to have people come over to visit then!
Sunday was depressing. I miss Missio Dei Fellowship so much. This week we tried out Northern Heights Baptist church. It was the most unwelcoming church I have ever been too. The greeters (the only way we could tell that they were greeters was by the name tags that said "greeter" on their shirts.) were stone faced statues. They shook our hands and said "good morning" and moved on to the next person. No smile, no "welcome to our church", no directions to the bathroom or sanctuary, nothing. We then made our way to the small crowded sanctuary and tried to find somewhere to sit. There were people everywhere talking and laughing, blocking the aisles and walkways. No one stopped to say "hi" or "welcome to our church". We found a seat in a half filled pew only to be told to move! Apparently one lady "claimed" the last available space in that pew and would be "right back". We got up and made our way back to the foyer. I was hoping that we were leaving but Tom was just trying to find a less clogged way to the other side of the sanctuary. We finally found a seat near the front of the room just before the service started. At this point all I wanted to do was leave. I missed Missio so terribly that I was fighting very hard not to bust into tears in front of everyone. Well we stuck it out. The music was ok, the band seemed new and unpracticed. No biggy. The sermon was pretty good. I liked the message. The pastor preached on 1 Cor. 1: 26-31 "Nobodies for Christ" His main point is that God picks the "nobodies" to work through because He (God) wants the glory and we need to stop avoiding evangelism because we don't feel like we are good enough. He had to work hard for his congregation's attention though. People were whispering back and forth, kids were getting up and down, babies were crying with no one taking them out. The whole experience sucked. Out of all the people there only one lady welcomed us to the church and that was at greeting time. She was an elderly lady named Florence. I thank God for Florence.
After church we came home and ate. then we had nothing to do and it was only 1:00. So we decided to go to the mall just to walk around. We then went to the library to get some movies. We got 5 movies, Rocky, a documentary on the Medal of Honor, and the threes documentaries on bugs. And that is how we spent the rest of our day. I did get to talk to my dad for a little bit and my mom for about an hour. I am glad I was able to talk to them. My mom especially is good to talk to.
Your honesty is so refreshing Bek! I'm going to remember that comment about welcoming people on Sundays and pointing them in helpful directions. I'm horrible about that, usually because I'm attending the kiddos, but it's really no excuse. One of the most memorable things about MDF my first visit was the welcoming body. The least I could do is return the favor =)
ReplyDeleteside note- I chuckled while reading this and thinking about how this could very well be the church body you stay at and you have this permanent reminder of how horrible it started. lol.