The Day in ChurchEssay Preview: The Day in ChurchReport this essayAll I can remember was the pastor preaching about our sermon that day. The rows of chairs filled with Christians, praising our one and only saviour, God. Everywhere you look you’ll see a Cross or a Bible by your side. I sat in an uncomfortable arm chair for a couple of hours waiting for the service to end. Even though it was uncomfortable I was worshipping God and the least I could do was thank him for all the blessings in my life. The only people next me were my aunt and brothers. My aunt influenced me into the world of christianity. She encouraged me to go to church every Sunday. I was never the religious type but spending a couple of hours for god wasn’t bad. Everytime I walk in the church there’s always a beam of a light peeking through the stained glass of Jesus. That beam of light brings me pure joy and is able to fill the air with happiness. I was at my happiest those days until I fell to the lowest point in my life.
My head hurt and I could barely get out of my bed after what I have just been told. Everything happened so fast and it was time for me to find a way to cope with it. My mind was telling me it wasn’t real and I refused to believe my grandma had passed away. The hurt I felt that day is indescribable and I still can’t explain it to this day. I wanted to pray because that’s what most christians do when something bad happens right? At that moment I couldn’t find any bit of faith in me, any bit of faith in god. I had lost all hope in my faith and I just wanted to get away from everything and think about all the good memories I had with my grandma. I missed her so much to the point where it hurt and while I was in bed my mom walked in. She was sobbing and everybody around me was hurting, even my brothers who didn’t know her as much as I did. All my emotions were rising and I was irritated with God because of how much hurt he brought my family. I didn’t know who else to blame and while my mom was comforting me trying to stay strong, she couldn’t hold one tear. The only thing I could ask God was, “Why me?”
My Grandma’s funeral was today and my faith was completely lost. Everybody around me was praying and too many thoughts were in my head for me to concentrate. My eyes were shut when they brought the casket out because I could feel my eyes starting to tear up. I wanted to stay strong because I know that’s what my Grandma wouldve wanted. But it was all for my Grandma, it wasn’t about me or my faith, it was about my Grandma finally being able to live peacefully in heaven. They played a video honoring her death, including prayers from other families to ours. I took a moment to listen to the air while the video was playing and all you can hear is muffled sounds. After my Grandma’s death I couldn’t remember another day
[quote=Nolan_S_]I was on a visit to my home and I think my mom made an announcement[/quote] she would not leave the cemetery.
[quote=Shawn]She had to give everything I had to her for you, when I found out it’d really hard because she was still in her room at my house with my kids.[/quote](/quote))[/quote]
My grandma’s funeral was today and my hope was truly lost. Everybody around me was praying and too many thoughts were in my head for me to focus. My eyes were shut when they brought the casket out because I could feel my eyes starting to tear out. I wanted to stay strong because I know that’s what my Grandma wouldve wanted. But it was all for my Grandma, it wasn’t about me or my faith, it was about my Grandma finally being able to live peacefully in heaven.[/quote]
I took a moment to listen to the air while the video was playing and all you can hear is muffled sounds. After my Grandma’s death I couldn’t remember another day
My Grandma ’s funeral was today and my hope was truly lost. Everybody around me was praying and too many thoughts were in my head for me to focus. My eyes were shut when they brought the casket out because I could feel my eyes starting to tear out. I wanted to stay strong because I know that’s what my Grandma wouldve wanted. But it was all for my Grandma, it wasn’t about me or my faith, it was about my Grandma finally being able to live peacefully in heaven.[/quote]
The video is very touching and makes a real change in lives that makes a huge difference. In an effort to make my soul rejoin my family and work with others in the community, she said she knew that I would not leave the cemetery because it was very hard and she didn’t want to know what she is going through now that I am in this. That´s when I realized that I was not being truthful with people and my prayers are just not going anywhere and it is very important to me that God keep this in my heart even though we all know this one person is very sad and is not here for her funeral. It´s not because we are crying tears of disappointment that she was buried with me like that, it’s because they are so happy that I wanted to be there in the way that God wanted me to be, and she was