Jack of Harts

I’ve been a member of my church since the early 1990s, but haven’t physically gone to church since some years before the government lockdowns. It was a combination of factors, but I continued to keep up and watch the sermons and stuff. Me and mom did. When she died, I kept watching the sermons. I didn’t feel a need to change that, until January. Then I woke up one Sunday morning and felt the suggestion that it was time to go to church. So I did. And I have been going almost every Sunday since. And this Sunday, Adult and Teen Challenge was there. They are the largest faith-based sobriety programs in the world. And we had some CHURCH as they testified. Between Sunday School and that, it was nearly four hours. And you know what? I feel good.