I ran into an old friend the other day, a brother in Christ. We go back a few years but it has been two years since I've seen him. I took that as a sign from God that it is time to reintegrate into the church community. He spoke words of healing and encouragement and told me many people of the congregation are always praying for me and speak good things about me.
For the past couple years I didn't return to the church because of persecution. I was glad to discover I was wrong. It wasn't the persecution of others I was perceiving but the condemnation that comes from sin. My sinful living was causing internal shame and condemnation, and in turn I perceived it as it being projected onto me from others. I was wrong.
I went to church again today and found this to be true. I remember when I used to attend church. There were many tears-tears of grief. Years of grief condensing and pouring out of me. Today there were many tears. The difference is, they were tears of joy. It felt good to fellowship with my brothers and sisters. Self alienation brought that into perspective for me. Even in the midst of sharing praise of the Father with others. I didn't care who saw me crying. I no longer cared to discern whether people were for me or against me because after all that he has brought me through, I no longer wonder-I know God is for me.
I found myself contemplating this earlier today and I thought to myself, "When did this happen? When did he remove my old garments of shame? When did this transition take place"? The power of Christ, and the power of prayer and compassion go a long way. I chose to believe that what my friend was saying was true, rather than leaning on my own observations. This brought healing to my heart. Because I believed, I went back to church, and Christ proved true through my friends once I went back. It is a burden lifted to know that I am not alienated from the assembly of Christ. It truly was a day of healing and joy. I pray this testimony of Christ and reunion blesses you. I love you. Shalom Shalom