do churches carry Tylenol?

Ever since I was old enough to make the decision for myself, (out of my parents house) I never went to church. It seemed like such a waste of my day. Sundays always seem to be prettier than every other day and I had to go enjoy it. Even after I surrendered my life to Christ I felt like all I needed was my bible and some sunshine to connect with God. 

During my pregnancy is when I really started having a change of heart about it. I wanted to raise my child the same way that I was raised, in church. Dustin and I committed to finding a church we could belong to, not just attend occasionally, but really belong. We only went to two churches before deciding. I had always searched in other places for a 'feeling' and never found it. I was convinced that I wasn't ever going to feel something, I just needed to go. I felt it at this church. Whatever 'it' is that I was hoping to feel was in this building. I was in love with everything about this church. The music has always been my deciding factor on churches because no pastor could ever compare to my dad in my eyes, but the pastor of this church was what had me coming back for more. His sermons are delivered in a way that had me hanging on every word. His explanations seemed to make passages of the bible click for me in ways they never had before. He was real. I believed him. As a preacher's kid, that has been hard for me to do. If I can't see how you are at home, how can I know that you practice what you preach? I know that my dad does, he's my dad. Trusting a stranger with my faith was new to me. 

I felt like a new person after attending church religiously (see what I did there?) for a few weeks. I finally understood how people could go week after week and give up their Sunday mornings. It changed me. It was like hitting a reset button. I could start the next week mentally refreshed and renewed. 

I haven't been to church in four weeks now... Whatever the reason, sick baby, sick mom, headache, tired, homework, parades... They are just excuses. I couldn't make it again today because I am having a fibro flare up and putting clothes on is a level of pain that I just can't deal with on the first day. I remembered that my church does live streaming of the sermon so I grabbed my phone, got my baby some snacks and got ready to worship. 

While it was nice to hear all that went on, it is just not the same. I really do believe that there is power in a building when Jesus is there. I need to stop allowing excuses to invade my heart and bring my body into the Church. If I have a headache, I'll just have to have a headache at church.