I am very ashamed to admit this. But I am going to anyway. It is a matter of purging my soul, if you will :)
I did not know much of what went on in church yesterday morning.
By the evening service I was more alert. I couldn't believe how much I had missed yesterday morning, though. *bows head in shame*
I do not normally have confessions like this to make, because I adore church. I love everything about it. I love hearing other people talk about how much they love God and each other, and I love hearing them pray, and I love making melody in my heart to God. :)
But yesterday, I realized that my Grandma Sams has been gone from this world for two years as of Saturday.
When I realized it, I could not stop crying. I cried all during Bible class (thankfully I did not have to teach!) I cried all through the announcements, through singing, through praying, through our Lord's communion, through the sermon.
I had to get up twice to get tissues. The first time I took Raechel with me and made her use the bathroom. The second time I didn't even make an excuse.
I was finally able to stop crying when I got home.
I feel the need to apologize for this.
Don't ask me why. I don't think I hurt anyone, but I know other people were crying in church yesterday and I felt their pain too, but my pain was just overwhelming at not being able to chit chat with my Grandma!! So selfish.
Now that I got that off my chest, can I move on, please?