I will be missing church. Though I just went to church today, I'm starting to miss it already. I just can't believe that next week is the last week I'll be going to church. The next time I get to step into CBC will be 5 months later. I didn't want to depart from it. It's like home to me. I love that place, because God lives in it and I love God! Oh come on... that 5 months is somehow going to kill me. I can't believe it! I mean, not going to church for 2 weeks was torturing enough, but now I have to bear it for 5 month, which sums up to about 20 weeks, 10 times of what I found so demanding. This is so not going to be the way. I'm going to make sure I can meet up with church peeps esp my class or go for the different activities. No matter what, I still want to have something to do that's related to church. I'm going to make sure I get a chance to step foot on holy ground in God's place.
Alright... I did cry today during worship okay. My affection for God and His holy place. I hope no one noticed me. I teared at every prayer and couldn't sing properly. I'm leaving somewhere I love? That's totally impossible! Oh Mann!!! I'm not going to end here, cause I hate to know that I can't go to church! This is worse than asking me to part with a friend and I mean best friend.
I don't know what will it be like. Will I drift away from God? Will I fall apart? Will I cantinue to stay strong? Will I cry every day and night? What would be of me, really?
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