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Sunday only it’s not Sunday still

Yesterday, being Sunday, we went to church. My sister and brother-in-law were not there.
Half way through church, I felt like I was burning up. Lovely, ay? My cheeks were red (aren’t they almost always?) like I was blushing severely or something. Mum asked if I wanted to leave, but I knew it was only an attack from Satan. He’s done this before; makes me feel like crap, like I have mono, so that I won’t (4444444 – Nina) focus. After church, Dad and Mum prayed over me, and it slowly got better. Some friends took us out to eat at Pizza Ranch. That was nice. :) Steve wouldn’t give up though, on me joining softball. If he asks again, I’m just going to tell him, with everything that’s going on, softball – though I adore it – is an unnecessary thing.
I thought and prayed hard about that decision. I do enjoy playing, but it would take up a lot of my time and energy, and then where would my God-time fit in?


I am a peculiar treasure who is passionately in love with my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. I love writing, reading, knife/tomahawk-throwing, and letter-writing, among other things. :)

One thought on “Sunday only it’s not Sunday still

  1. Hey Raechel!
    I’m sure it must be hard to give up something like softball if it means a lot to you, but it’s so encouraging to me to read this and see that you are seeking to put the Lord first in your life. Keep pressing on with Him!

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