A sad thought passed over that it had been so long since I have seen my bible that I had no clue where it was but a happy thought washed over the sad one quickly. I needed my bible and I found it right away. There is probably something amazing in that. I needed my bible because the next morning I was heading to church.
I haven't been to church in years. I haven't used my bible in years. I haven't been the best Christian in years.
For not being a morning person, I woke up excited but nervous on Sunday morning. Excited and nervous to go to church years after not going. Excited and nervous at being at a church I had never been to before. Excited and nervous to FEEL that feeling(or not feel it) that I use to get at church.
Excited and nervous, definitely.
I had been searching for my bible that Saturday night but I had been searching for something else much longer.
I think I found that again, too.