This morning was heavy.
I almost didn’t go.
Body was tired. Mind was scattered.
But something inside me said "Just go."
I got to church and the place was full.
People were standing, singing, clapping like they had no problems at all.
The lights were on. The holy Mass was lit.
And at a point, I just stood reflecting
Then it hit me.
We don’t come to church because life is perfect.
We come because God is.
In that room, with many back and forth problems and unfilled dreams ,bills unpaid and prayers unanswered,
there was still peace. There was still hope.
Maybe you’re tired too.
But don’t stay home.
Show up. Even with your broken pieces.
God meets us in the room.
What blessed you in church today?
IMAGE IS MINE
