This year I have felt trapped.
In COVID.
In lockdowns.
In my bedroom.
In the same old loop of routine.
In depression.
In fear.
In anxiety.
I don’t feel trapped here.
I realized tonight that the only place I have not felt trapped in is this church. The literal space of the church that I work in.
Even during the long nights of filming, singing, praying, I have never felt trapped. Even when it falls in the confines and spaces of my “same old routine,” I still somehow see it through a new lens each time.
When I sit here, I feel peace. Even if I‘m beyond anxious. I feel comforted. I feel loved.
That’s how a church should always feel, right? That’s how THE Church should always feel.
Because She is built on the foundation of peace, on the foundation of comfort, on the foundation of Love.
She is a space to dwell in to feel all of these things, not to experience the opposite. It’s a shame when people within Her provoke the opposite.
She is not a place of entrapment. Rather, She is a place to be free.
Written on June 14, 2020 in the Notes App of Owner/Content Creator: Katy Stalter
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