7 HUGS, 2 children, 5 adults (1 husband, 3 new church friends, 1 neighbor)
Today was my first day attending church since beginning this blog. When I began writing, I thought to myself, well, Sundays will be pretty easy. I will be at church, after all, and what place has more love than church? Turns out just because you’re at church doesn’t make being vulnerable any easier.
I always let my son dictate where we are going to sit. I love this because rather than being limited by my routine of sitting in the same place around the same people week after week, I feel as though I am placed next to those that I am meant to be around. Sometimes it is for my benefit, other times I feel as though it is for the benefit of those around me. As nervous as I was today, I needed to be around a friendly face. Sure enough, my son sat me next to a very warm friendly woman who happily greeted me with a hug. It was a great, I am glad you are a part of the church hug.
Today I was moved more by hugs I wasn’t even involved in. From the vantage point of the seat I was in, during our opening song I had a great view of the back row where a group of about 8-10 high schoolers sat. They were in all forms of dress. Some were in nice “church” clothes. Others were in tattered jeans and old t-shirts. Regardless, I watched as they all linked arms with huge smiles on their faces swaying while singing our opening song. My heart swelled with joy watching them from a distance and it made me realize that simply watching the act of closeness such as a hug or any type of embrace can really positively affect your day. I have received many responses that my words are having that affect on those of you reading. That is my goal and I will continue sharing my beautiful stories with you for another 346 days.
Please accept this blog as my virtual hug to you.