Not Missed

I have spoke of us leaving and church and going to a different one on different occasions. We have found one that we like and feel comfortable that this is where God wants us, at least for now. It is a small church only a few minutes (3 minutes to be exact) from our house. We are excited to be a part of it and our boys love it. The people are kind and more than welcoming. We are excited to be apart of it. Yesterday was our second Sunday to attend and our first Sunday night to attend.
Last Sunday I posted a status on facebook about the message (bridling your tongue). Yesterday I did the same (except the message was on patience).

Here is my status from facebook: Another great message today at church......on patience. Patience is something I don't have too much of these days. Lots of ugliness going on these days and I won't be part of it (hence the defriending button). Anyhow I know how to have patience and I will. Kicking my ugliness out of the way and letting God move in deeper to my heart..........right where HE should be. Lord, help me be more of you and less of me! AMEN! God is so good!!!! "By your steadfastness and patient endurance you shall win the true life of your souls." -Luke 21:19 (AMP)

Keep in mind the reason we left was becuase we are never missed or checked on when we are out and with all the sickness around us we have been out about as much as we have attended. Sunday school teachers nor children church workers EVER have called to see about the boys, even during hospital stays. Noone has ever sent a card or called, nothing.

Last night, our previous preacher's daughter left a comment, something along the lines of we have your irs statement for tithes at the church, didn't know ya'll were going anywhere else.....lol. I commented and told her we didn't need it, we'd already had our taxes done and used our bank statements. They could just toss their statement. Of which she replied that she would let them know and thanks.

This morning her first comment was gone, she had deleted it. She didn't bother to say, we've missed ya'll or anything. My point is I want to be missed. I want to be loved. I want to be prayed for. I want these things but more importantly I want them for my children. Anyhow, what's done is done. I have forgiven them, even though they may not know they were in needing of being forgiven. God loves us all! Praising God for our new church home!