A Church in a Hotel
Yesterday was a good Sunday. I had a good sleep the night before and woke up around 6am. Who would have waken up at 6am on a Sunday morning? Oh yeah…Muslims do wake up around that time for their Fajr prayer. I am quite a morning person now compared to before.
The previous day, I promised a friend I will be at her church for the Roadworks Village play that Sunday morning. By 8.30 I was on Federal Highway to the Summit Hotel. I arrived at the church just when it was about to start. That was my first time stepping into a church in a hotel!
I wasn’t comfortable with the charismatic way of service as I came from the Methodist church which is a little more traditional than the AOG. But as soon as the play started, I was at ease. The play was inspiring. It helped reflect on my the decisions I have made in the past and the many future decisions I will have to make.
After the play , I met quite a few friends. My presence was a surprise to some of them especially Janet. I think most of them never thought I will be there for the play. Surprise! =)