Enroached
Our apt. is clean for the most part. I've swept, wiped, disinfected every surface my hands can reach. Still, little ants somehow get in. I see them underneath my sink, on top of the fridge, in the bathroom, and the worst part, in my Honey Bunches of Oats this morning...nooo! my cereal! But I'm on the top floor...wonder if the other tenants below have the same problem. Now I'm worried of keeping food around.
So the search for a new church began yesterday....I'm gonna give Harvest a try for a month or so and see. The good thing is, it's a new congregation, and I know I won't be going because of my friends (no ACFers there so far).
I've been reminded recently by Paul's sharing of what the normal Christian life is like. I feel spiritually unfit, and the experiences he talked about seemed almost foreign to me, somewhere off in distant memories. I remember feeling that zeal, having that passion for the lost. But somewhere along the way this summer, I stopped exercising spiritually. But I'm glad to be back in London to get back into shape!
