The man with no name but a home.

So I realize it's almost summer...and I haven't exactly been to many different churches, however, I have studied other religions, tried to do the read through the bible in one year, and the truth is...none of this stuff is quite working for me.

But tonight, I had to share how God works.

I was ready for Southern State tumbling...and I got on facebook, bad idea....but then I got off and headed towards the gym...it turns out since my phone was in spanish and I couldn't really read it, I couldn't figure out how to get off the directions and to the map, so needless to say, I got lost....but luckily, it was near the Krispy Kreme, and since I had been craving it, AND the HOT sign was on...I stopped in for a dozen...

After I got my donuts, you all know me, I couldnt wait, so I pulled to the end of the driveway and ate one...or two...as I was finishing my second one, I heard a knock on the window....I jumped, and rolled down the window, thinking I was blocking the driveway.

It turned out the guy needed a ride and asked me very nicely, he looked in his late 40's and he had a case a beer in his hand. Everything about him and the area I was in screamed "mom would advise you not to do this..." But I proceeded to tell him yes and moved the donuts out to give him a seat.

He was only a minute up the road at the Parkway Inn and Suites, (the most pitiful looking place I've seen, I'm sorry but it was) and within those two minutes of driving, I thought the man was going to cough his lung out because he was so sick and in pain. I thought the man would ask for money....but he didn't. I thought he would lie (lets be honest I was ready to die right there because no one would have known for at least a few hours in a place like that) and do something crazy. I even thought he would ask for a donut...but he didn't...all he said was sweet sweet girl, got out of the car...Said a few thank you's...and walked with his case of beer into his Parkway Inn room. And I was speechless.

Ashamed of my judgements...

Kingdom Center Church

Huntsville, AL

So today, I am thinking of skipping out on church because let's face it, I haven't slept good in weeks. But before I laid down to sleep last night I thought to myself how much I really wanted to go to church. Low and behold, I receive a text at 7:37 inviting me to go.

I rolled out of bed and left with my floor mate, Natalie Courier, and was on my way to some random church.

When I arrived there, I notice its a church inside of a shopping center type area.

I walk in and find seating for maybe 50 people and a simple set up of drums, a keyboard, and a small platform stage. As soon as I walk in the door I am greeted with hugs from not only my friend Nathan Wiggins, but also all of the other church members. They all gathered together and prayed before the service setting began. But the prayer was more like shouting of praises, something that I am not used to because I am more of a silent prayer and even at my church it is very rare to hear everyone in the prayer group screaming praises at God. I'm not going to lie, I was a little nervous and freaked out by it.

Once the prayer was over people greeted each other and I noticed my friend Nathan go outside with a broom and dustpan...I followed him and watched him clean up the parking lot from trash in his church clothes. This amazed me and I couldn't help but want to be apart of it. I joined in and we proceeded to pick up the bulk of the trash. I thought to myself, God, no one is going to notice whether or not this parking lot is clean or not once businesses open again this afternoon, but the fact that someone cared to serve spoke wonders of the works this Church was doing.

Once the service started, the music began with the keyboard and drums. I waited for a song but all I heard for the first few minutes was more screaming of praises to the Lord.

I was so unsure of what to do at this point, should I worship like them, should I keep to myself, should I pray silently like I'm used. I looked around for a minute taking it all in until I looked at a open bible spread across a seat on the row in front o f me...as I started reading this is what it read...no joke

Psalms 95:1

Oh come, let us sing to the Lord! Let us shout joyfully to the Rock of our salvation.

I closed my eyes and thought to myself, "wow, God how can you love me when I think my ways of worship are better than everyone else's, when I think my way is the only way. Why would you show me love when these people are not ashamed of praising you."

From that point on in the service, I really put myself aside, eventually words came with the music and I was lost in the moment of praising him.

Obviously there are many more things I experienced while at this church. The sermon itself was directed towards me and was about accepting your weaknesses which something I struggle with on a daily basis and do not rely on God like I should for my happiness.

This Church, it's people, the worship, and the sermon - really showed me that no matter how you worship and what you learn, it's the fact that you are committing to a relationship with Him and using that relationship to better yourself and others.

I am so ashamed of my judgements, but God always knows how to reveal himself to you.

I am so thankful for all the many people God has put in my life. I hope this story blesses your day as much as it did mine.

Love - Jonna

We all have things we are unsure of in life...my constant struggle has been Religion and Purpose.

I have been a Christian for most of my life...

I'll share my testimony a little later on with this blog, but for now I want to talk about some things I am doing to fit the "puzzles and pieces" together to hopefully secure my faith with a stronger foundation and try to figure out my purpose in this thing we call life.

From now until next summer, or however long it takes to figure it out, I am going to visit different churches, study religions, put more time into my religion and talk with those who have found security in their religion or no religion at all.

I have started this blog to write about these things so others can maybe understand my faith more and why I believe it, and also, understand that there is no right faith to have if you let God control your belief and have faith that He sent his son, Jesus Christ, to rid us from the sinful lives we live.