today, i took it easy. church. post church brunch. post brunch nap. post nap chit chat with the bff. and now a post chit chat poem.
sunday morning
i can honestly say
although i'm ashamed to admit that
i woke up this morning earlier
than i ever do on the Lord's day
i haven't been to one church
in Nashville since I first walked
through the gates in 2006
my home church i love dearly and
the search for something new
seemed like a daunting task
that i have been intentionally
putting off but no time is better
than the present
even if the present is the last
sunday of your junior year
and we parked onto a gravel parking lot
which took me back to the old days
in south carolina in my
one room church and the pews
felt warm and worn and
faces i had never seen before
looked familiar and loving and
my bible that hasn't seen any church
since back home over christmas
opened eagerly to psalms 63 and
i fingered the pages gently
looking through the notes i had made
in years past
this bible is 17 years old and has been
through every spiritual up and down
that i can recall
and as i went to the alter and kneeled to
pray the tears fell because after all this time
after sunday morning brunches after
a scandalous saturday night and after
this year
the year that Satan tried to get me to
submit my soul to him over i couldn't help
but feel at home in the house of the Lord
and i wept
and along the way
i forgot somehow
that the house of the Lord
isn't just one church in Cincinnati
where they come together in his name
there He shall be
