Okay, so church… How can I explain how I feel about my particular congregation and the situation that I’m in? I love the church; it’s a means where I can obtain a better relationship with my God and my Redeemer. Although, since I’ve found out about the mission that attending church does make me a little down.

Two weeks ago, I was sitting in the standard pew near the back of the chapel in my hometown; a family who has been in the ward for about a year was sitting two pews in front of me. They have the most adorable girl who is just under 2 Years old; she walked back to me, and just laughed. Honestly, my feelings were hurt a little! She ran back to her mom, then ran back to me with some toys, she lifted her arms up in the “pick me up, I’m really and I wanna play!” fashion those kids tend to pull on us. She sat with me the rest of Sacrament meeting.

It was great, I felt loved, and for the first time in my life, I actually wanted kids of my own.

Church wasn’t so bad that week.

When I get to church this week, I was forced to sit in the cultural hall with those hard folding chairs. It was fast and testimony meeting, and after with a minor stint of Brother Expletive Delete talking about his bible bashing escapades in various chat rooms we were back on track.

Testimony meeting was good! I wasn’t depressed! Someone a lot younger than me got his mission call, and I wasn’t depressed about that either! Oh! And also in Gospel Doctrine the teacher burned Brother Expletive Delete! It was pretty much amazing.

Oh, and this whole Fasting thing sort of works…who knew?