Have you ever felt like you have a hole in your life, something missing that you just can’t put your finger on?

For me that was Jesus. Yes I was saved at a very young age in my parent’s church, and I followed like a good Christian would durning this time.

But then came time for college. I was so excited to move, even if I meant I was staying with my aunt and uncle. It proved to give me a safety net there with them,that I didn’t have living on my own. Plus I got to know them on a more personal level than I ever would have otherwise. I loved staying with them. Some of the bets times in my life happened while I was staying with them!

I was going to all my college classes,. I ended up puffed up with a BIG head, because I felt like I was getting the best grades out of my college class. It wasn’t until I started the RN Nursing programs 12 years later that I started getting bad grades. They said D was the average in their class, and if you don’t bust your butt that things would get ugly. It was always during this time that I believe I started drifting away from God. I never talked to him, unless I needed something-such as and A on a test.

I quickly went from a big puffed up headed person, back down to earth. I was a bottom feeder again. I didn’t have hardly any close friends going through nursing school. People were friendly, but they did not have a special connection with me. I watched groups of Nursing students get super close, and it was fun to watch them together. I coveted this closeness that they had. I wanted it for myself.

I felt like maybe I had done something wrong with me. Darn quiet person that I am again. Why couldn’t I just carry on a conversation? I had to be the wall flower.

Through this time I hardly ever stepped foot in a church. I was married, and all I needed was time with my new husband. We seemed on top of the world during our college years. Everything was fun and exciting! Why should we need anything else?

Unfortunately all it takes is one small event to have your world start crumbling down around you. It is then that I found my way tack to church.

My husband and I tried many different churches around where we lived. We didn’t stay long at any of them.

Our hearts were just not on Jesus and this time. We could do it all under our power.

While I was in nursing school, we moved to Scott City. It also proved hard for me to make new friends here. It was my husband’s home town, so he was good as gold.

After all the college stuff was over, we started going to a church where I enjoyed meeting up with a woman for prayer time. This woman has and a;ways will have a place in my heart. I can be in a bad mood, and she can automatically make the birds sing align! I am so happy that she did not ostracize me me we changed churches. I still love to call on her and have her out to meet.

We have since changed churches, which I am enjoying. What i miss is steadily being able to have my prayer partner over. We still get together, but it is much more infrequently. She know how to care for people on a worldly basis, which mine is more focused on the needy right around us. Both of us are going good by helping send them boxes of survival items.

The new church has been invigorating for my family. They have a wonderful service. One that you won’t be escorted off the premises if you raise your hand in workshop. People walk up to you and introduce themselves. Not only that, but our first two weeks of being there, the pastor was already asking us to light candles during the Easter sermon. Wow, just wow I had never been in a church that felt like home before.. This one feels like Home. I look forward to Tuesday morning women’s bible study. I don’t want to miss church service because I have finally been honest with myself and God. It is sewsome being there. Nothing better than standing there worshiping the Lord. I could probably try it at home, but I might get to wild and someone would need to call an ambulance to resuscitate me. Love my Jesus So Much.

Love Lee Ann