I wasn't sure what to expect. I haven't stepped foot in church in so long and really felt like I'm the type of person that don't belong in the house of God. I was truth, but I was my own truth. Of course I was here because of a woman. She was a very good friend and I wanted to get to know her. I have known her for only about two weeks. We met at a convention where I was a motivational speaker for men and women who had extreme anger issues. She approached me and told me her story of a young child who had trouble with anger. I found her interesting and her intelligence refreshing. Well she's been trying to get me to visit her church and I've been reluctant but I finally gave in and now I'm here.
I'm sitting in the pews listening to the sermon and the worship going on. It was extremely different then I expected. The message seemed a bit odd but hey, I haven't been in church in, I don't know how long. So I guess this is the way they do things now. However, there is one thing that remain the same. That was the damn church offering plate being passed around. I'm not sure why I detest this so much but it could be that I don't see communities getting better but the church is getting richer and I figured this is the same type of shit going on here. Cause this community is definitely not getting better. Now I guess it could be faith or the faithless that keeps this community down but damn the amount of prayer that is going on in here and this community you would think change would come. Now I know it might seem that I had already passed judgment on this church, and I really have, but I was still holding out hope that I could possibly be wrong. Plus I had to hold out hope because my friend, she was to invite to the leaders of the church. I couldn't meet them with my mind already made up. Plus, who knows they may just started to combat the issues of the community.
Service was now over and the time was near for me to meet the leaders.While she was walking me to the back, I got an eerie feeling. I just felt like something wasn't right. Everything in spirit was telling me to stop walking but fear kept pushing me to follow her.
We finally arrived and she introduced me.
"This is Isaiah Bishop" She said softly. "He's a spiritual being but not a true believer."
In my mind, I was like wow, did she really throw me under the bus like that? However, I just stood there and waited for there response to her introduction of me. They said nothing at first, they just scanned my presence and looked at me and at each other. The silence seemed like forever before one of them said, "What brought you here on this day?"
"Honestly, I was just trying to get to know her and her faith. So really my curiosity of her being has brought me to this place."
"Aw, like I say, everyone has a purpose."
