Good Monday Morning.
It is indeed a good morning for me.
I spent a few hours over the weekend working in the deli where I previously worked. It was a seamless transition back into the job and with some of the same people from before.
I truly enjoyed my time there. It surprised me how much I liked hearing the other employees chatter while they work. I didn’t realize how much I’ve missed being around other people who talk and laugh and share their lives.
You see, since the pandemic started, I have isolated myself in my house. I’ve gone out to work, and to meet with my sisters now and then. But I’ve only gone to church a couple of times in the last 18 months.
I know I don’t need to go to church to be successful. God has seen to it that His purposes have been fulfilled in both my personal and public life. He’s brought me out of depression and given me hope, along with the blessing of seeing my writing career take off.
Yet, since getting out the past few days in a social environment, I realize that my spiritual well is starting to run dry. I’ve heard the expression, “you can’t pour from an empty cup.” My cup isn’t empty, but I do feel that it is becoming shallow.
I still do my devotions at home. I watch church services online, but not regularly. I need more than what I’ve been doing to firm up the foundation of my faith. Fellowship with other believers, worshipping in song together, and hearing the message from the pulpit, are all important elements in keeping the Holy Spirit flowing in my life.
Now I know what I need to do next in this journey of mine: to go back to church, and allow the fellowship with other believers and the live preaching of the Word to fill my spiritual well.
Since I struggle with social anxiety, it won’t be an easy road back, but I believe it will be worth it.