I went to church tonight

You know at first it was such a surprise to me that
when I went to church the pastor seemed to have
had bugs put in my house. He somehow got in
and placed hidden microphones throughout, and
was listening to everything I said. The sermons
always hit me exactly where I was at the moment.
I think out of all of the messages I have heard, and
this is seven years very consistently, I remember 2
times that I got little from what was coming from
the pulpit.
Tonight I was so tired and had been on the go all
day. I also have begun to feel like at any moment
the flu is going to slap me right across the face and
take me down for a week. I did not want to go to
church and at this juncture in my walk I know
exactly what that means... GO!
I did and I tell you what the music started and I
didn't recognize it, and I know Christian
music, and it refreshed my soul. The third song in
I knew this guy had written it and it was blowing
me away!
Then the pastor started talking about my life and
confirming everything I was doing and feeling.
He had a short video to play and it was set to One
by U2 and up came the brown faces. Then the
black faces, and the shrouded Muslim ones, and
then foreign landscapes and bring on the tears.
I do not cry for them, but for me. My heart aches
for them and it craves the time to see them.
Several years ago God told me I was called to
missions. Today I said I would go and asked
simply to not go alone.