So during and after service this morning (that I watched online in my jim-jams), I took one of the most intentional jumps of faith I ever took. I paid my tithes and offerings to a church I love and confidently call “mine.” Like, all that guilt money I gave other churches when I was hopping (and scared) do not count. This is my first time really giving to and for the Father. Once the payment was processed, I paid my rent. The little bit of shopping I wanted to do, will still be something that I want to do, lol. And I’m still waiting to feel unsettled, bitter and hopeless about that – SYKE!
I feel so grown up and accomplished. Anyone else care to celebrate with me?