No longer home...

A church I once called home, is no longer home.

It is filled with bitterness & condemnation.

Nowadays instead of walking into a house of love, joy and warmth, I am greeted with a courthouse of judges and juries.

What happened to the place I once called home?

I guess it is time to go up to the hillside, draw circles on the ground, pray and look to the only Author of my life.

I am not afraid, I am not fearful, I do not hate but rather, I am filled with utter disbelief.

Above all, God has already come through for me, and I know it's good.