One of my pleasures in life is going to church. ALONE. Yup, people like to go with their families all dressed up in their Sunday best. I personally think it's to show off. Me? I actually go to church to get something out of it and I try to apply it to my daily life.
When I first started attending church alone it was when Daniel was a bit too rambunctious and we spent the entire mass trying to keep him quiet. Needless to say we never got anything out of it. Not to mention, that feeling of wanting to crawl under the pew is the most horrible thing in the world! So Glenn and I decided to split shifts. I hated going alone. I was fairly new to the congregation and when it came time for the sign of peace it felt awkward. (For those of you who aren't Catholic, we shake hands with our family and those who are sitting near us)
Now, I jump at the chance to go to church alone. For me it's just about spending time with a very important person in my life. Going to church and feeling close to God is the best feeling in the world for me.
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