Friday, August 7, 2009
Before moving here we basically lived in the vicinity of where I had lived all my life. I had went to the same church all my life and I could never see myself leaving. But after almost two years of driving about 45 minutes each way for three services a week, then we went to two services and then it was just Sunday morning. During the summer when there was six of us getting ready and leaving an hour before church even started, it just got too stressful. We tried two or three churches here in town a few times, but none really felt like home. Well the weekend that Makayla had to go to the burn center for her hand, we were all exhausted. So that Sunday morning we went to http://www.merrywoodbaptist.com/home.cfm . And from that moment we knew we were at home. I have never met people that are so caring and full of love. There hasn't been a service yet that someone doesn't greet us and the pastor always hugs us. The third service that we were there the pastor (Bro. Will) came over and put his arm around Makayla and prayed for the burns on her hand. That touched me in such a way. For someone to go above and beyond the call of duty. Then I asked Megan to go with us. Her first question after arriving, was are you sure this is a baptist church? Everyone is so friendly. Then the next week Denny, her husband came with her. And now even his Mom is coming with them, and she is asking others in her family to come too. So I know for sure now that this is the church were suppose to be at. It's an awesome growing church, that if you live close by you should try. But you have to get there early it's standing room only on Sunday mornings.