Sunday, May 20, 2012

Chapter 28 Free 05/23/2012

Here's a sneak preview of chapter 28.  It will be free on Wednesday. (Sorry posted too late to be free on Tuesday) 

When I was younger my grandma Bess would take Nickie, Keisha and I to church at least once a month.  My mom would yank and tug my thick hair into two neatly braided ponytails.  She would make me wear foofoo dresses with ruffled socks and pinchy patent-leather shoes.  I loved Sunday school because the teacher was soft spoken and gave us butterscotch candy if we sat quietly.  But after bible study wed all file into the grown up service.  The adult church was a whole new world filled with big colorful hats and paper fans.  Keisha and Nickie would disappear the minute grandma Bess turned her back but I sat mesmerized by the service.  The preacher would shout and jump around while pounding on the pulpit and sweating profusely.  The music was like thunder that I could feel in my chest.  The shouting, dancing and falling on the ground after being touched by the pastor was like watching an African ritual.  I didnt understand what was happening but watching the people throw their hands in the air and shout praise gave me a strange feeling.  It made me think that God must be so great if these people put on their nicest clothes every week just to come to sing and dance for him.  As I got older I started going to church less and less.  But I never forgot the sense of peace I got every time I closed my eyes to pray.  I could use that peace today.  I need someone other than my husband and family to let me know things are going to be okay.

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