Instead of going to Inspiring Body of Christ Church with Rickie G. Rush or Friendship West Baptist with Freddy Haynes, I visited a church I'd never heard of. In fact the work chum who invited me. asked if I prefered small churches or mega-churches. Told her, I leaned toward something a bit smaller--well, I didn't expect the congregation to be at most, 60 folks. That includes the preacher. Not been part of something THAT small.
"His Dwelling Place" with Pastor Dondi Johnson, is where I headed.
Gotta say the spirit was all over this place. Small crowd, yet Mighty Spirit. Right off the bat the Pastor Dondi Johnson points me out of the crowd and says how I'm a woman with some issues, but I needed to realize God had this. Plus, I was stronger than I realized, Pastor Dondi Johnson informed me-repeatedly.
After the service was over, I spoke more to him. Pastor Dondi Johnson's eye's never left mine as he informed me how I put up a wall all around my heart due to all the hurt I've endured. Don't need to do that anymore, he said, God protects me, always has. All the while Pastor Johnson squeezed my hand. Me? Speechless. Never met this guy until today. He didn't know anything about me, yet here he was; all up in my Blue Bell Chocolate Covered Strawberry Ice Cream.
And Pastor Dondi Johnson spoke the truth.
I can't lie. A weight lifted from my shoulders. Hmm. Maybe I need to step on the scale to see if anyMORE weight has been lifted.
All in all, a very nice, gorgeous day. Every window is opened. A cat takes its turn in each one. I sneeze for what ever is in the air. Don't care.
I needed today. Glad God led me to a house of His today, especially because He's been in mine everyday.
I am blessed.
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