Two days after beginning physical therapy, I had another beginning. This time my new beginning was attending Bible study, after not going for seven years. I don’t know why I had stopped going to Bible study. It was not a conscious decision. I had just drifted into not going. When I saw that my favorite teacher was starting a new class, I felt compelled to attend.Walking into class after a seven-year absence was not an easy thing to do. I felt uncomfortable as I approached the doorway of the classroom. This feeling lasted for fifteen seconds, or so, until I saw my teacher. As soon as I saw her, my teacher told me how thrilled she was that I was back in her class and gave me a warm hug. My worries and insecurities were put to rest for the length of the class.I found the insecurities and worries again, as I climbed the steps into my house. I started wondering why was I going to class. Then, when I confirmed my reason for going, another worry popped up. This one told me that even though there were people who I knew in the class, they weren’t real friends, they were just people who had known me for a long time. On and on the negative tapes were played over and over in my head. As I silenced the fears one by one, it occurred to me that these were the same negative tapes that I had been listening to all of my life. I have grown weary of them. It is time for a change. It is time for another beginning.
Journey with Monica 