I always wish for this beautiful, fair-haired, hallowed,......day. That is Sunday. "Vow!!!!It's sunday....phew!!! the whole week's burden is released" I always feel like this.
When I'm very young, I love those days and I wish such days again come in my life. Sunday means most of the day, we used to spend in the Church. We lived far away..approx 5Kms from the Church and so to utilise the time we used to pack our food and stayed there till evening.
When I'm young means in my high-school days, GOD gave us a beautiful house which is somewhat near compared to the old rented house. School days were amazing...and if I ever think about that I feel I'm really missing them alot. Even if I want them we can't go to the history :( Time once passed, is passed. In those days our schedule was morning waking up early, having some breakfast and riding our bicycles going to sunday school. I LoVe SuNdAy ScHoOl. It has played alot, in transforming me and was a great blessing to me. We had many competitions like singing, memory verse telling,etc. It was a great fun. Apart from fun as I've mentioned a great blessing for all, whoever have attended.After SuNdAy ScHoOl, along with my parents, my brother and myself used to go to church.Sunday evening was a great fun. My brother and I used to play Cricket!!!(I play cricket well [:)] in such a way that my brother sometimes din't allow me to play because my batting was such a terrific one that ball always bounced on to other's terrace[:D])
When I'm in college(pre-university)....I went to Nellore. No fun nothing....A new place...New environment...New members in church and everything NeW. I made myself adjusted to all that and very soon I became habituated with all those. Sunday was my favorite. When I went to Church I feel at home. We were not allowed to go out without incharge's permission and should go with our hostel warden. God helped in such a way that it is a shock to tell....our college principal, who can also give permission, sometimes informed the driver of our college vehicle to help us to drive to church and return. Thank you LORD for putting grace in the eyes of those people. I sometimes missed church on sundays and so we used to have prayer in the hostel itself. I came to know the importance of prayer and church in an individual's life when I was in Nellore and I suffered from the feeling of missing Church on sundays. Because none other day I enjoyed myself in the week, more than sunday and if I lost that also......it was very pitiable. After two yrs my brother got admission in the same college and then all happies. We both used to go together.It was gr8.
When I'm in university means now.....It's all happy. No permissions, nothing from anyone. We have such a freedom here. Every week I enjoy in the presence of my LORD, my Friend. Whole week busy wid assignments, deadlines, projects, blah blah blah.....I sleep very early on sundays. Monday, again routine busy life starts...So..today is saturday and enough for now.... tomorrow I should wake up early to go to Church in time.Gud nite!!!!
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