So this guy (for this story we'll call him...Tom) woke up on Sunday at the earliest he had waken up in months. He actually woke up in time for church. He hadn't been in about 4 months, so he was really pumped and ready to go. He had call his friend for a ride. He had to wait like 2 hours for a ride, because 0f worship practice. When they had finally started service it had gone pretty well. However Tom started feeling fidgety during worship and the sermon. He started having strange, but familiar feelings. He began to feel unreal, a very out of body experience. At the end of the sermon, Tom's pastor begun telling a story of what was going on in his family. The core of the story was telling about how keeeping sin buried deep down will eventually come out. As well as the fact that Christ already knew what was buried.
That story stuck in Tom's head all afternoon, and well into the evening that day. That evening, Tom went back to the church for some time of worship and prayer for healing. That feeling that he had during church returned during this time, then a thought and revelation came to him. God used his pastors story to speak directly to him. Then it hit him. He begun to feel horrible. he had a sin deep down that he had knew people would be hurt when it came out in the open, but he couldn't keep it in any longer. He had lied to people who cared about him about his schooling. He had done horrible in his first year at school. He started with calling his Great-Grandmother, the person who had raised him. More importantly, who had raised him to be better than this.
I don't want to disappoint anybody he though I'll be fine, I'll be able to make it through all of this. Oh how wrong he was. The lies kept building and kept spreading to others. He called his Great-Grandmother and told her about it. She was upset, but not as much as he thought she'd be. He felt so much better after he got off the phone with her. He went back inside and sat back down and listened to the worship. Afterwards, there were several people who were speaking out what God had put on their hearts. Most of which were exactly what Tom needed to hear. He finally had the courage to speak up and tell everyone there what was going on. He couldn't hold his head up to look at people to say it, but to them that didn't matter. He was holding himself accountable. He was humbling himself. He left that night feeling much better than when he got there. He still needs to tell others in his biological and spiritual family about this, and He will soon, but for right now he is going to take some rest and regain his strength, because he is extremely tired.
Richie Tha Rapper.
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