Overheard at Church

Sunday was such a long day for our praise team. Shooter and I were at the 5pm service, the 4th of 5 services that day. We sang our first praise song and then our Worship Pastor says hello to everyone in the crowd and.....

"Welcome to Avalon Church everyone! I hope you're having a wonderful Thanksgiving and we're so glad you came this morning!"

hahaha....

Hope you guys all had a Happy Thanksgiving!

P.S. You get two posts today because I actually started writing the other post yesterday morning. But I didn't finish it because I felt like crap all day. My FIL was convinced I had walking pneumonia or some other kind of plague. Whatever..... I did call the doctor and sound all pitiful and stuff and they called me in some wonder meds. I got a z-pack of antibiotics, an inhaler and the gosh-darn best cough medicine around. Today I am actually back at work and feeling pretty good. :-)

H.O.P.E.

HOPE. It's kind of a simple word actually. But it's a very powerful word to me. I have the word HOPE tattooed on my wrist in Hebrew. It symbolizes my journey through depression and anxiety. It also symbolizes another journey, one I'm not quite ready to tell the world about. It also reminds me everyday of where my HOPE comes from - through Jesus Christ.

Yesterday, Shooter and I volunteered at our church, Avalon Church, and helped give out Boxes of HOPE for those families who are at risk and low income in Henry County. It was an amazing evening and certainly one that I cannot summarize in one post here.

Today, on Easter Sunday, I am finding myself very reflective and doing a lot of looking inward at myself. I feel like yesterday pushed me to be a better person and start taking steps to share the HOPE I have with others.

Happy Easter everyone....may you discover the true source of HOPE.

L.