A note about Sunday

Okay what I'd like to note about Sunday...
OK Saturday I got on my Facebook page and saw that there was an event going on at a church a LOT of my friends went to after leaving fleeing MorningStar 2 years ago. We even told a friend "That's where everyone went".
I have spoken to but have not quite made the connection to a lot of them ALTHOUGH we did a time or two with Jim and Crystal...It's been a bit harder simply due to the fact that we don't see them from week to week. That and our sometimes too busy of a schedule.

We decided to go visit. We had been wanting to go for several months... Just finding a week and deciding to go. Since we were both still kind of upset about the Art Studio and how Jonathan was mistreated... We decided to take a week off and go there.
The Church's name is Antioch. After asking what time it started and getting 2 of the same answers from the same folks we decided to head out. We are always on the brink of running late and it always drives me up a wall.
We drive up and it honestly was a medium crowd (compared with Forest Hill it was small)
I walk in and I see Crystal O.(Have got to use Last initials because of multiple Crystal's) We say Hello and give her hugs...
I run into a stranger a very nice lady-Had a few really cute kids around her. Had a really cool conversation about their kids ministry..She shook Jonathan's hand---which were sticky from the pb&j he had for breakfast.
Took him in the bathroom, sat him on the counter and proceeded to torture wash his hands. I got his hands dry and somehow we all were ok with that.
We hang out for another couple of minutes and discover Jim playing the drums. I was like didn't remember him ever saying he knew how to do that. I see a ton of other folks we know and sat hello.
I felt like Norm on the tv program Cheers. Kind of scary, kind of great. I was swimming in the great and I was grateful. normally (in the last two years) I am invisible and 6 people have regularly talked to us... so sad. We are although getting in a life group (at least I am) and meeting folks...
Enjoyed worship because yep you guessed it one of my dearest friends was sharing a God given talent of worship.
The pastor called the kids up front and we all prayed for them and Jonathan was up with them Although he was more into playing with the set. He went with the kids who were grouped together and they went off together somewhere...(who knows)
Pastor taught for a while and I felt ok although the theme was different.
Daniel was with some other folks who were taking their turn with the babes and Sarah (who we know) took care of him.
Sermon ended and Andrew went and retrieved Daniel (or Mr. D as we call him).
Worship came back up and all I can say is I was swimming in a River and I just closed my eyes and took it in.

OK after that they had like games and bouncy stuff and kiddie pool and got dogs and such. It was 90 degrees but we all were ok. Andrew and I spent most of our time either trying to keep Jonathan out of the pool (he can't swim yet) or trying to get him doing something more appropriate to his age. Jonathan was a soaking wet happy little kid who's pants kept falling down.

Two things happened that were totally way beyond words to me. Someone saw Jonathan and said this is our miracle baby... I wanted to cry but was too overwhelmed with everything at the moment. This touched me so much.(been crying for two days I think it touched something) If you have been reading this blog you know the battles we've endured. Some of the bloodiest battles being over people who Didn't know us. I hadn't heard anyone say this to me since we left MorningStar.
We spent a while there and it seemed like a lifetime but it was about the same time we usually get out of church that we left (1 pm).
We met some new people and connected with friends. We met the pastor and his wife. Very great folks with loving hearts. Folks I'm pretty sure would be great at a cook-out *the south's version of a bbq or a pot luck*.
The second thing that got me was right as I was walking to the car with Daniel... The pastor came running after to say goodbye. He said that he could see that we were loved by a lot of them.(okay just make me feel like a hundred feet tall but like 3 inches tall at the same time because I had not seen or talked to any of them in like months) He got me with his ketchup from his hot dog...I was like not a big deal wiped it right off. I was thinking Hey not a problem...at least it washes off. My hands are still smurfy blue from the cake from the day before.

We came home and Andrew saw me being sad. He was all about we could totally be there. I was more like right now we can't I am finally getting to know some people and I am finally happy at Forest hill . It was only until last week that we became unhappy but Wisdom tells me that it's never a great idea to leave with bad feelings that never get resolved. (especially one that will eventually get ironed out-or Jonathan will figure out.) It's better to stay and speak up than it would be to have this issue chase us around ;)
He didn't get what happened and I really hope he reads this. I felt really like a horrible friend that many were seeing my life through Facebook instead of seeing me and hanging out IRL (in real life). Facebook is a wonderful tool don't get me wrong but... I try to be more about relationships when ever possible.
That's all on this topic.