Different

So I've had this crazy idea in my head lately, that if I could just get myself to step foot in a latin church here... I'd be content.  I'd get lost in the worship, I'd know all of the songs, and it would be just like it is back in that beautiful place I call church in Chile. And maybe, just maybe, for a moment I wouldn't be longing to just be back worshipping with my church family.

So tonight I finally mustered up the courage to go to a local hispanic church.

And it wasn't bad, just.. different.

And I guess when I say different, I mean extremely different. I ended up in a completley different denomination than what mine is- (I won't name names because personally, I believe that it doesn't matter the denomination, but the personal relationship you have with our Lord. And hey, to each their own, right?)
And different churches aren't bad, but it can be a bit of a shock if it's not what you're used to.

On the way home I was trying to figure out why I felt so disappointed. I mean, isn't that what I have been longing for these past two and a half months? Just to simply be in a spanish speaking church, and worship our Father in the precious language I've grown to know and love?

When I got home I started talking with a good friend of mine in Chile. I mentioned that I had gone to this church tonight, and he asked me if I liked it. I said "yeah.. I guess. I mean,  I don't know."

Then, dead-on, he tells me: "Becky... I think that if you liked it, you would have said you liked it. It's just that, maybe they speak spanish. But I think you thought that if you went there it would be the same as our church, but it isn't. They speak spanish, yes. But it's a different culture."

Which was exactly what I needed to hear. Because he's right, I can't just show up at some church on a saturday night and expect everything to be exactly the same. Expect it to be like the church the Lord lovingly placed me in, because He knew it would be just right for me. For it to be like the church I've grown to love.

So tonight, even though I would love nothing more than to wake up tomorrow morning and worship in that beautiful church I love so much.... with the people I love so much- I'm so thankful that am able to say that. That I've had that blessing.

And that I have awesome friends who tell me straight up what I need to hear. :)