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Saturday, April 28, 2007
you know.. sometimes we would ask ourselves.
even as church-goers, bible-believers, christians.
what if God isnt real? whats the point of going to church? why do i even need God, even if He is real? i mean.. i lived the majority of my life up to this point fine what.i didnt die, didnt kill anyone, i have a life, friends, family.im fine.. i can manage to live life even without God.but today.. as i stepped into church for the dont-know-how-many-th time, as the familiar routine of praise and worship began, God began to show me why all over again.
the presence of God.
i cant explain why.. but even if im down, upset, happy, frustrated, anxious, excited, whatever i was feeling: the presence of God in worship just fulfills me. i cant see it, it doesnt talk audibly or do magic tricks. but somehow.. i just feel satisfied. i feel loved. i feel Him.
so i know why i go to church.. because His presence is there. right in the house of God. something which i bring away with me.. like the smell of the church aircon on my clothes. i bring it home, i bring it everywhere i go for the rest of the week til i am recharged again.
amazing right.
to touch the living God.
(:
♥
Saturday, April 28, 2007
you know.. sometimes we would ask ourselves.
even as church-goers, bible-believers, christians.
what if God isnt real? whats the point of going to church? why do i even need God, even if He is real? i mean.. i lived the majority of my life up to this point fine what.i didnt die, didnt kill anyone, i have a life, friends, family.im fine.. i can manage to live life even without God.but today.. as i stepped into church for the dont-know-how-many-th time, as the familiar routine of praise and worship began, God began to show me why all over again.
the presence of God.
i cant explain why.. but even if im down, upset, happy, frustrated, anxious, excited, whatever i was feeling: the presence of God in worship just fulfills me. i cant see it, it doesnt talk audibly or do magic tricks. but somehow.. i just feel satisfied. i feel loved. i feel Him.
so i know why i go to church.. because His presence is there. right in the house of God. something which i bring away with me.. like the smell of the church aircon on my clothes. i bring it home, i bring it everywhere i go for the rest of the week til i am recharged again.
amazing right.
to touch the living God.
(:
